It's SAAAAAAturday. Joy.

Yes. Saturday. Normally, my Saturdays are fun. But since I have spent practically the entire summer languishing away at home by myself, this Saturday is not going to be quite as fun as they normally seem to be. You see, I'm going to be going to some type of picnic in exactly.... 20 minutes. A picnic in a park. With my church. Which basically translates to 'old women with too much makeup on pinching your cheeks and feeding you overfried vegetables and fruit salad and other stuff I can't stand'. Geee... don't you wish you were me? (that was a thing called sarcasm, by the way) Well, I'm gonna see if I can fake sick or something else equally diabolical. I love my church but.... *sigh* Yeah. If I make it through I will update. Possibly. Although no one reads this. But whatever! Wish me luck. *deep breath* I'm off.

6:58 PM- Well, I made it back alive and mostly intact. Old people can be vicious. But anyway, no one choked, no one had a heart attack, no one (okay, almost no one) pinched my cheek. Nothwithstanding, my Saturday sucked. Also, my friend Alec was sweet enough to call me up and remind me that I don't have a boyfriend. I would have kicked him or something but it was over the phone, so that didn't work out too well. *sigh* Maybe I should starve myself and turn into a toothpick. And bleach my teeth. And hair. Oops, wait, that would make me Barbie, sorry.

In case you didn't notice, I am extremely pissed right now. 'Scuse my French.