I was stood up.

To all who were wondering what happened with my friend from the convenience store: She never showed. I called the number she had given me and I was told she was not there, which is better than it being a wrong number, but still doesn't let me know if she was coming or not. I waited half an hour then I went grocery shopping.

I had gone to Old Navy before our scheduled meeting time and got a new messenger bag, which I love.



I don't like to carry around a girly purse to work, so the messenger bag rocks. I can keep all my gadgets in it!

I'll try again with my pal after the holiday weekend. I don't think the stoodupedness was intentional. She was the one who suggested we have coffee in the first place. Maybe I'm gullible. Maybe I offended her. Maybe it totally slipped her mind. Maybe I dreamed that I made the date with her. When I came home and told Hay that she never showed he was so sweet. He immediately told me he was sorry she did that, and that it's not me, that I'm a great person. He read my mind and fixed my bad thoughts. :} That's why I love him, he holds me up when I can't stand. I do the same for him when I can, although I admit I need it way more than he does. (I front security and strength, but really deep down I'm very fragile and insecure...)