Someone asked me what my favorite hang out was, I said "My apartment." Before you make judgements about my seemingly pathetic existence, I am by no means a full-time couch potato, nor am I an anti-social being. I can party, shop, eat, drink out as much as (or probably even more than) most people I know. My apartment is nothing great either; it's just cosy and comfortable.
All I'm saying, you can derive pleasure from staying in some of the time. You can watch DVDs, watch TV, read books, paint nails, nap, cook, etcetera, etcetera . . .
So, here's the first entry. I promise nothing.
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