That thing when you come home on a Friday evening and magically have the whole house to yourself for the evening...
There will be (in no particular order):
Frozen, heart-attack-inducing foods
Non-sexual nudity, because I crave freedom after a week of stultifying workboredom
Responsible enjoyment of distilled beverages
Irresponsible enjoyment of THC products
Wikipedia binges, because that shit is fun to me so don't judge
Never let it be said that 35 year olds don't know how to cut loose and get wild! Oh sweet Jesus I'm boring...