Sometimes, on Friday nights like this one...

When I don't have anything planned, none of my friends are coming up to visit, and all of my three friends here are either gone or busy...
...I like to stand here, at my kitchen window, and watch people coming and going out of Anglers.

And sometimes, if I'm really lucky, there'll be a heated conversation or a lover's quarrel later during a smoke break or something!



Help me.

Please, somebody...save me from a winter of more nights like this...