Here follows an account of last Saturday (my time):
On this day did the Missus go to her friends for a girl's sleepover, and thus did I have the place to myself for the night. And so did I purchase a bountious bucket of KFC, so enamored am I with its delectable and greasy delicacies, and thence feast upon its loveliness, yay, even unto my tummy overfloweth. And drinketh the brown ale of Kilkenny did I, after having made venture to the liquor store. And I did watcheth the Goodies on DVD, laughing heartily while those troubadours made merry upon my TV. Then did I play of the dreaded Freelancer game, whilst the computer room grew cold and mine teeth did chatter, and so brought forth I the small bringer of warmth. And so did I shoot of the baddies, and converse with other punters all the night, yay, even until the candle burneth low and the cock croweth in the chilly morn. Thence did mine eyes droop with weariness, and I did hit the sack for a few hours.