They said they didn't know if it was on tonight because the teacher was ill and they didn't know if they'd be able to get a replacement, so they took my number, rang me back this afternoon and they are. So I can go.
So now I don't know whether I want to. I mean, I do *want* to, but what if I hate it? What if it's like school? What if I can't find the place? What if I don't recognise someone next week and they get offended. Shit shit shit! See, this is why I never do anything.
I'm going to have to, though, or my mum will never shut up about it.
*cowers in the corner*
Watched Traders today (once the evil Karoo was working properly to let me download!). Poor Grant! Poor poor Grant! That's 3 eps in a row he's had a crap time. I want to hug him.
*Hugs Grant before retreating back to the corner*