Fuck you Lisbon

"I'm all lost in the supermarket

 I can no longer shop happily
 I came in here for a special offer
 A guaranteed personality"

September comes in and it's already taking its toll, leaving a heartbroken Dan in a half-cleaned room on a Saturday night.
The last of my free wingmen got hitched with this beautiful girl who's way above his league.
I know it won't last, but who am I to deny or criticise a freshly started relationship between Alex and another one of his future ex-girlfriends, when the expression "Really hot" isn't enough to describe her - and despite her intellectual shortcomings (who doesn't know who Murakami is?...) - still ends up way above average in the "looks + brains" equation.
And so this is how this "summer ride" ends...my last carefree Saturday, spent at home, wondering how packed might the clubs be.
You are a cruel mistress Lisbon.
Incredibly enticing yet completely forbidden to a guy with no single friends left and no high-end connections to end the night in any classy joint.
It's a "love-hate" relationship between me and this town...and it's bordering on "hate" right now.
Fuck all of you who are out tonight clubbing.