Friday I was told I was a mistake (romantically speaking)
Saturday fell off my bed and hurt my knee
Sunday I don't remember
Monday really bad date
Tuesday ten year anniversary of my daddy's death and I had to start testing for organ donation
Wednesday horrible date (different guy) he even asked me for a ride home
Thursday was told "it's not you...its me" by someone I had not even met yet! Why do I agree to blind dates?!
This has to get better, right? Or should I just go buy a bunch of cats and forget it all?
Talk to me soon. xo
P.S. I had a date Sunday night with a different guy. He also asked for a ride home?! WhTs up with guys these days?