What I wanted to do this weekend:
Go to archery
See
furtim's play.
Do a nice Samhain ritual.
Go on a date.
What I did do this weekend:
Go to archery and go down 24 points in score.
Lay tile all afternoon.
Did a Samhain ritual that I'm still like, eh, over.
Get blown off for date.
Laying tile is not a fun way to spend the afternoon, let me tell you.
And as for my date for Sunday? Seriously, just fucking TEXT me or something to say no thank you, you became not interested in the time that elapsed since Thursday. Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with men? Why are some of you so fucking stupid? You know, after Formerly Cute IS Guy I was hoping that at least any potential datees would be better on the communication front. I was apparently incorrect about that.