Saturday nights are usually spent lying on the floor on the attic, listening to music, and working on a crafty project, while eating something found in the fridge, like cold chicken or seaweed strips. It’s a nice way to spend the weekend, only it is a bit lonely.
I wish I had the kind of friend I could call up and say, “Want to come over? Let’s eat popcorn and learn how to screenprint entirely off the internet!”
Or, “I’m making a dollhouse with every room themed according to a Beatles song, want to come over and glue with me?” or some other such nonsense.