Instead of thinking about boys this weekend, I'm going to actually be productive. First I'm going to learn how to bake bread. It's supposed to be pretty easy, but I'm really good at fucking things up, so I'm gonna leave myself a few hours (the whole weekend?) to figure it out.
Then I'm going to make sweet & spicy almonds.
Then (!!!) I'm gonna organize my goddamn shoes so I don't have to go through what I went through this morning when I couldn't find a fucking partner for any of my pairs of black flats.
Finally, I'm going to watch that movie on HBO where Claire Danes plays an autistic scientist. I should design a drinking game for this one: Everyone has to drink each time Claire Danes makes that hideous monster face she makes every time she cries. Guaranteed we'll all be wasted by the end of the movie.