Well it's friday night here already.
Just had a wicked Chili Dog, it was covered in chili con carne and sour cream, fucking ace. Then got my six pack of Bitter at the shop and now I'm sitting on my arse wondering whether I should make the effort to get some wheez, last time quality wasn't great and the guy is an unreliable dick, only reason why I'm not on the phone already. Thing is my home country is playing a WC qualifier at 4 am local time, so I don't know whether I should tweak and stay up or be a pussy, drink my beers, maybe have some other junk food treats and go to sleep and wake up early.
I reckon I'll probably end up being lazy and just see what my flatmates are up to.
Edit: Wicked my flatmate just walked in with her boyfriend who works in a cafe/restaurant. He was carrying a huge fucking garbage bag(you know the ones for trash like), full of food they made today, which was going to be thrown out. There's fuckload of sandwiches, bacon and egg rolls, stuffed pitta. The girl also had two bags full of soup in plastic containers! Literally given the crazy prices here, a single sandwich would sell for 8 dollars, there's hundreds of dollars worth of food in there, doesn't even fit in the fridge.
Looks like I won't be making the effort to tweak, fuck that, might pick up a bottle of Bundaberg and get drunk as fuck and EAT FREE SHIT!!