String Bikinis, A Playstation, And A Bottle of Wine

Yet another Saturday night spent alone. I feel I am quite doomed to a fate of lonely boredom. Oh well. A rolling stone gathers no moss. Don't know what that has to do with anything, but w/e. I've been sitting here for what seems an eternity playing driving missions on gran turismo. Oh PS3, how I pine for thee, and thy formula one goodness. I kind of want to go out, but I have no one to go with nor do I have an idea of where I would go. So instead I shall sit in here, and enjoy the last remaining glass of Italian wine. The wine isn't terribly good. In fact it's quite bad by Italian standards. Last I checked, wine isn't supposed to fizz. Oh well thats what you get for eight-dollars. Well what to do. I believe I might just watch Phantom of the Opera or something. BUMMM BUM BUM BUM BUMMMMMMM