V-Day: mid morning

The latest development. I have a hot date tonight. Whew, I won't be spending this evening crying alone with the dogs and evil cat. Except that my hot date is with my friend, and we're going to watch a play. Steel Magnolias... no, I won't be at home crying. Instead I will be crying in a crowded theater. Perfect. No word from the guy. He hasn't miraculously developed social graces. Who am I kidding. At least if he were to call, I'm really, truly busy. Somehow I don't feel comforted by that thought.