Coffee

I'm going out for coffee tomorrow, it's not a big deal, not worth writing about actually. I haven't mentioned it to my best friend or to my mom (who I tell everything), because it's nothing. Except that since it's nothing, it seems silly to lie about. Plus, other than Puppy First Grade, which started this morning, my life pretty much consists of laying around my house, or going to work. And I feel like my loyal readers (both of you) will get bored if I have nothing to write about (please pick up my sarcasm and laugh).

So I'm going to coffee with a guy. And as I said, it will probably not even be worth mentioning again. I plan on wearing my keen shoes and talking about my dog the whole time. I am not expecting to meet my soulmate, nor am I sure I really want to. I actually kind of enjoy my quiet, boring life and I feel like a guy will just mess that up.

But I'm going. And now it's out there.