Call me scrooge
I feel like the worst friend in the world. Robin wanted to go out tonite, but I didn’t want to. And she was gonna be the DD. She still went out … with her brother and his roommate … but I feel like a heel not going out with her. I’m sure she’ll still have fun. She knows people at the bar and she’s the type who’ll go up and talk to other people. But I still feel like a bad friend for not going with her.
I’m just not in the mood. It’s not just because of the drama that was there last time. I just feel like I wouldn’t have had fun. I haven’t the last few (dozen) times I’ve gone out … no matter who I’m with. I think I forgot to how to have fun … if I ever knew how. And I know I would have felt like crap when midnite rolled around and I watched everyone kissing everyone else. Aren’t I the optimistic one … LOL.
I just feel like if I had gone out, I would have ruined Robin’s nite. So … she’ll have more fun in the long run with me staying home. Hopefully she understands and isn’t mad at me.
indescribable 
CSI marathon