Earlier I mentioned how I used my soothsaying abilities to foretell me getting food poisoning on Friday, causing me to miss work but somehow
making it to Valleyfair.
Lisa told me she had bad news today. "It's not about tomorrow, is it?" I groaned. Indeed it was.
She told me that part of the entourage that was going with included one of her girlfriend's in-laws (apparently most of them are married), and they weren't
fond of strangers. So that meant I couldn't go. Lisa was annoyed, but said we could go later in the summer. And by then I might have my new man in tow, so it could be some kind of double date, she said. She was like, "Just picture it: He could win you a teddy bear!"
:/ I WANTED TO GO, DAMNIT. *tear*