Well, December is turning out to be a rather crappy month. I've had two dates planned scheduled so far (okay, not dates, per se, but plans with men). First, my BFF Casey was supposed to take me out to dinner on my birthday, but he got sick and had to cancel. Then tonight, another friend, Martin, was supposed to come over and do the pizza delivery+movie thing. So can you guess what happens? That's right. He gets sick and has to cancel too. I suppose the bright side is that it wasn't me that got sick, but it sucks, nonetheless. I am going to order food and watch movies by myself tonight, and talk to the cat. Of course, I do that fairly regularly, so it's not exactly a red letter evening for either me or the cat (Raja tends to prefer it when I just shut up and let him sleep). Oh well.
Why am I bothering to tell you all this? I don't know. Just to show you that I have the same disappointing experiences that you guys do at times, I suppose. Plus, if anyone else out there is having a rotten night tonight, you can take some comfort in the fact that I am having one too. Misery does love company, after all.
Good tidings to all,