I come home, do the household duties, check email, cruise my regular websites, and pet the cat, etc. But then around Midnight, I get the urge for a drink (like the one I'm sipping now).
Why?
Maybe because the neighborhood is quiet. Maybe because I'm bored. Maybe because my biological/internal clock is goofed-up.
Who knows? At least I never drink alone: I always have Lilly:
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She is a pal!
A whiny, demanding Diva, belligerent drunk, but a warm, cuddly pal.
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