It's only because

I don't fancy an evening listening to you whining on and on and on about how unappreciated you are and how much smack you've done this week and why the New Fast Automatic Daffodils aren't all they're cracked up to be by pants and why Marx was really a philosopher not a tedious old social/political/economic theorist.

That, and the thought of having to look at the festering cuts on your arms from your self-harm.

Other than that, I'd love to

Look, I'm washing my hair that night, OK?

Posted By: Old Git, Oct 18, 14:04:46