I got stood up on a date tonight. Does that count as rejection? I believe it does.
Dinner - a glass of wine (ok, two) and beef stir fry. And yes, chocolate chip cookies for dessert. I feel icky in my tummy. Learn from this, fool. LEARN!
On a happier note, I talked to Mr. Man of My Dreams. Nice to have a pleasant, let's be cool chat.
This is Sammy: She's cute. I may need a pet.... or at least a new Dream Man...