thursdays

remember when you were in college, and thursdays were the night to go out because everyone was supposed to go home for the weekend to do laundry?  ever since then, thursdays have been my favorite days.  even though i am all grown up now (pshaw.) and hardly ever go out--even on thursdays. 
i look forward to them as if i have big plans.  for sure, if i ever learn to fly it will be on a thursday.  and by fly, i mean with my own wings.  my vision isn't up to flying a plane.
last thursday started off pretty rockin.  i made it to my drug pusher (therapist) on time.  which made me feel all grown up.  then i came home and wizarded the house clean.  then i ran some errands--adult again--and listened to some great music.  but...then i wanted to go riding around on dirt roads and drink beer--not so adult.  and it started whirling down the barrel after that.  i had no one to drink beer with at 3 o'clock on thursday afternoon.  or at 7 o'clock.  so i started feeling sorry for myself.  why is it so hard to find someone to come over and drink my beer? 
there's another thursday coming up next week, peeps.  call me.  i'll buy the beer.  and by the end of the night we will be dancing round the fire.