Friday Night Slice of Life

It is Friday night. I'm sitting on the couch wearing just Alex's t-shirt (and I'm still hot) and working... Yep, on a Friday night. This is either a function of working freelance or being broke. Or maybe both. We're saving our money for tomorrow night because it is a football-night which means lots of beers at the bar. At least for Alex. He was just watching a movie in French with Greek subtitles (which is still on but I'm not paying attention) but he just left to get us some beer at the periptero... and then got intercepted at the door by a yaya neighbor who needs help fixing her lamp. He's such a good boy.  And we're such a married couple sometimes: spending our Friday nights like this. It's nice to be in love. 

slice of my life, there you go.