Time to cut down on the drinking me thinks

Last day of term ended up turning into a bit of a sesh, down The Charles and then judges till 3 am. Was on the bike. How I'm home in one piece I do not know. Had a fantastic night - the unplanned ones often are. However I am getting sick of losing the weekend to the tiredness that follows. Fesk and I also got told of by the police for riding the wrong way down Coney street at 3 am. Swines. Anyways, been at work all weekend, and now it is nearly time to start the week all over again, wouldn't it be lovely if the weekends were longer.