All you need to enjoy a Saturday is the simplest of pleasures; wake up 10 minutes to 12noon, throw on a trusty pair of jeans (complete with well-worn tears (NOT the fake distressed look you buy from a shop!) and the odd stain from a day/night out before), join 2 ex-classmates at one's place which we've been to countless times before, and hunker down to play com (you'll probably never hear me say that out loud). That's what I'd call a lazy afternoon.
