A decent weekend is entwangled between 2 major Events.
Friday Die Bar and Sunday Paulaner.
The latter I was in right now.
Took a photo of a man, wearing a shirt, worth making bt42 a challenge.
What else makes a weekend weekend?
Sunday afternoon watching series and movies and shit.
Oh, let’s not forget the saturday mornign depression.
That completes my recipe for a decent weekend.
Serve it with a dash of remorse and you are done!