What's more fun??

What's more fun than spending an evening at home, ALONE? Spending the morning at work listening to your co-workers complain because they are tired because they went out with their friends and family last night. And feeling like a bitch 'cause you don't want to hear about their families or how much they want to be home with their husbands, and how great their credit scores are, and how they are watching every calorie that goes into their 125 pound bodies, and about their plans to buy new stuff with their two income money. UGH!!!!