Today I had plans to go see my Toy-Boy and man, was I excited! I got a mani/pedi, dyed my hair, shaved my legs, all the things a gal does when she knows she’s gonna get lucky. I even bought a bottle of Grey Goose to bring as a gift to the host (a selfish gift because I love expensive vodka). Lo and behold, it was not to be! Toy-Boy contacted me and let me know that he was laid off from his job yesterday. Oh! I was so sympathetic! How can I help? Do you need to talk? I think we should still keep our plans, though, you need to keep your positive energy going (read: Don’t you want a blow job?). Damn it all, he somehow resisted my charms. So here I am, all spruced up with no place to go and a nice bottle of vodka, chanting “You can’t drink alone” as I contemplate what I’ll do this evening. What a waste of effort! I’m seriously considering taking myself out for a drink, just because I feel so fresh and new and…delicious? Who wants to go out? Drinks are on me.