So, here I go. Going out with a few friends. I fucking hate couples. Okay, I don't, I just wish it didn't always feel like EVERYONE was half of a couple other than me. Even my friend Ali, the only person with worst taste in men then me, suddenly has a boyfriend. *Sigh*. Dateless and pathetic, as Alex, who DOES owe me, has gone to visit her boyfriend. So why am I going? Right, committees and all that. The good news? Free food.