Bloody hell
Went to a zombie pub crawl with an old friend tonight. After the misery-fest that was today, I looked the part. Alas, we had fun catching up and it was nice to forget everything that made me twitch today.
The twitching, however, has resumed. My nice buzz from Due South caramel ale ran away when I saw two of one of my boys’ female friends actively using my name on his FB page.
We have plans next Sunday. (The boy and I … Or, we DID.) And apparently he mentioned said plans to them, and they invited themselves and their dogs along. Last I saw, he said he’s calling the restaurant about the dog policy.
Uhhhhhhhhhhh ….
The place I picked is too special to want to risk a bad time.
Wonder when he will let me in on the changed plans?