I have a date.  With a boy.  And I'm oddly kind of excited.  I didn't think I would know what it felt like, excitement. I have absolutely no expectations that it will go well, because let's face it, my luck is pretty thin these days.  Since it hasn't been a complete disaster yet, I get to fantasize about all manner of things.  It takes my mind off of ... things I don't want to think about and I have something to look forward to in order to get me through this weekend.