one is the loneliest number.

I hate today. The worst thing about it is how bad it makes you feel when you see all the smug happy couples out around town. On the other hand, everyone in the house is going out tonight to Brighton Beach to celebrate singledom, so I guess that's something. If I'd said something to Jill at the winter Slam Dunk do, perhaps I wouldn't be in this mess. Too bad you can't rewind and re-envisage scenarios, isn't it?