i can't understand people whose whole lives are based around waiting for the weekend just so they can go out then blow all their money getting pissed.
and the whole purpose of the night out really is JUST to get pissed.

a whole load of my mates are like this now and i can barely relate to them at all. nights out with them are a blur of chain bars and sticking to "The Route". The Route must never be strayed from, it takes into account all of durhams "classier" bars and is set up so that you can have a pint in each and get pissed before hitting aussie themed nightmare Walkabout, which passes as the cities biggest (and by extension "best") 'club'.
what it leaves out, of course, is time for talking to each other or anything else that may pass for reasonable social interaction. besides which the places are all that fucking loud chances of anyone being able to hear what each other are saying are very slim.

luckily the one part of the Tonight with Trevor MacDonald binge drinking expose special cliche most (but not all) are managing to avoid is that tendancy that exists, mainly, within older man (round about 30 but refusing to except that they're not 18 anymore) of attempting to grope any girl who stands near them for longer than 5 seconds.

eugh.
i'm probably gonna lose a bunch of friends by not taking part in this dismal weekly ritual, but quite frankly i'm not bother.
i have other friends in other places who i actually have things in common with that i enjoy doing.