The nerve of those Whos! Inviting me down there - and on such short notice. Even if I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn't allow it!Four o'clock: wallow in self pity
4:30: stare into the abyss
5:00: solve world hunger, (tell no-one)
5:30: jazzercize
6:30: dinner with me - I can't cancel that again!
7:00: wrestle with my self-loathing
I'm booked. Of course, if I bump the loathing to 9 I could still be done in time to lay in bed, stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into madness....
But what would I wear?
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