Just...shit. I was really hoping this would be the one first date I came home from NOT crying from embarrassment. I mean the guy was fine...a little dorky and weird, but he looked like David Tennant, so whatever. It's times like this that I wonder what in the hell is wrong with my family and why they take so much pleasure in humiliating me.
Basically....I'm 32 in two days and really just want to get a bunch of cats and give up.
EDIT: ugh, fuck my life. I'm buying myself something from Etsy for my birthday, BECAUSE I FUCKING CAN.