Last night I was invited to go partying in London with some coked up Eurotrash kids, but I declined.
Have I finally grown up?
Or do I just dislike taking the late train home?
Presumably the latter.
Though I have never enjoyed any bar scene (aside from the Bus Stop – but that was more like a home than a drinking establishment). I certainly do not feel inclined to spend any more time or money in Shoreditch than is strictly necessary.