The one disadvantage to living in a city with semi-decent transportation options for someone who can't drive is that one has no excuse for not using them. This becomes an advantage, however, when one goes out and hangs with friends. I'm too tired to tell all of the tales right now, but thought I'd write that no Nickie's were harmed in the process of hanging out with friends. Or, wait, is that true? Sorry to those wondering what I'm talking about. Mainly, just bruised pride and a sore stomach from laughing so hard.
I'm going to go curl up with a book, a heating patch, and a puppy if he's not ignoring me. It's been a long day for my sweety, and I understand why he might be tired.