Saturday

A couple months ago a couple friends of mine and I realized we each had a single, thirty-something, gay friend who was single and very much didn't want to be. Weeks of waiting (quite impatiently in my case at least) and tonight's the night we're introducing them! I reserved the private room of a local speakeasy for the first slot of the evening (no breathing in the previous party's potentially toxic miasma) and we're going to drink fancy, expensive cocktails for two hours while these two guys maybe start falling in love! Eeeeeeeeeee!

cough

I am (perhaps too) heavily invested in this. If I can't find romance for myself tho by god I'm gonna find it for someone else!

At some point I need to get off the couch and wash my hair so it's at least halfway dry before going out. I'm doing a heavy duty hair mask in preparation for tomorrow's Day of Henna (ugh). Someone please send me some motivation?

Hm. I just heard the washing machine click off so I guess that'll at least take care of the getting-off-the-couch part.