Hope you are enjoying your evening. I’m about ready to throw up as I’m on my way out on a blind date. I can’t sit at home forever. (it’s been three days since I left mind you) Damn you for leaving me after three years.
Then a few hours later this comes in:
You may feel some pain somewhere on your body. I’m afraid another pin is going in the you doll for tonight. Yes, it’s sick and twisted but I just feel I must do it. Sorry.
Whatever, but it does make me curious as to how long she will go through life blaming me for every bad blind date.