I was kinda excited today, I had a date for the first time in a very long time and was looking forward to it. I cut my hair, shaved, got all cleaned up, put on my nice clothes, and no joke 2 minutes before I go to leave the house I get a call. Yup guess who just bailed, ... My date. Now don't get me wrong I can't hold it against her, she needed to help family. But I am just bummed, I was excited for this, and this was the second or third time we had rescheduled.
BUT, I was not to let this ruin my night....too horribly. I went on my date anyways...alone...as one does. I sauntered into the restaurant, took my seat, had a meal (not the best but I didn't have to cook or clean it so I can't complain), left and headed to the movie theater, and there I proceeded to enjoy a movie (Jurassic Park in 3D) all by my lonesome.
And yes, it was as lonely as it sounds. But I have grown accustomed to this and we'll all in all the worst thing I could really complain about if I really wanted to, is the blister on my hand from yard work today. Tough crying about it on the Internet isn't going to help it so I won't.
That's really all I got, that is the excitement if my life.
