It is very late indeed

I am VERY tired. I had a nice evening but haven't had enough time to process it yet. I also just ate, in a fit of alcohol-related munchies, a Pot Noodle. This has not happened since I was about twenty. It probably gives you a good idea of why I'm single. I want my bed. And a nice warm body in it to sleep against. That sounded quite sinister; I'd like to reassure everyone that I did mean a LIVE person and not just a fresh corpse. Christ on a bike I'm wittering like...like...oh fuck it it's bedtime. Blargh.