Maybe that’ll teach me to take what the weatherman says into consideration, even if he/she is wrong eighty-five percent of the time. Driving along t...e highway, I was glad to have most of my book written already. I make it to the exit for Jayson’s house within thirty minutes instead of the usual hour with traffic. Lake Shore Drive was closed off and I took an alternate road that got me on the highway a lot faster. I glanced at my phone in the passenger seat and noticed that someone sent me a. Emily, you fucking coward. Just had to leave yourself a way out, just in fucking case. Stupid. Fucking STUPID!Now I STILL don’t know how he feels. Came off looking like a drunken fucking whore. And, now we’re both sitting here across a couch from each other in awkward fucking silence. Even though this guy’s my closest friend, and the only guy I really trust in the whole god-damned world. FUCK! Emily quickly discovered that the alcohol that brought out the bubbly, uninhibited enthusiasm from. "He hadn't even told anyone whose panties they were. I was upset about it all day and when I got home, Don wasn't here. I couldn't have told him about it anyway, though." Why not?" I asked."Well, I told Don that I was going out with the girls," she said. "So he decided to go to the movies. I told him not to go and see Iron Man 3 because we were going to see that together," she said. "But anyway, when I got home Don wasn't here and I just broke down and..." You, stupid BITCH!" I screamed as I. And thanks for last night.”“This morning was pretty terrific, too.”“So, the first date was a success,” Maria summarized. “Will there be another?”“Yeah, next week we’ll double with Kyle and Sally. Triple, really, if Eileen and Rob want to go, too.”“Maybe we should all go bowling or something,” Andy proposed.“Boring!” pronounced Patti. “We should all go to Davidson’s and skinny-dip.”“There’s an idea,” Andy agreed.“I really like the idea of a three-week vacation,” Susan said. “I think I could.