I just cannot be chowed..... I was out this evening for a friends birthday. We started off at another friends house for drinks and nibbles, and the plan was to go in to town for drinks. Basically by six this evening I was dreading it. I'ts nothing to do with the company, it's the timing. I'll say it once and say it proud. I can't be arsed to go out at night anymore. Thankfully my friends understand I'm crap at night, and waved me off home in a cab at 10 as they left to hit the pub. I'm curled up on the sofa happy now, but can't help thinking..... am I a freak?