Saturday night

I think I took Matt's advice tonight. A couple of my friends were headed to Cripple Creek to gamble, but I really don't enjoy gambling, and after the excesses of last weekend, drinking cheaply didn't really appeal either. I had an invitation to what I'm sure would've been an awesome Halloween party, but after my GS training, a second night of communing on my couch sounded better, or at least like less work. So here I am--doing what I want. Why does it feel like I'm hiding out or like I should be going out?