To go, or not to go?

Is it better to go to a party when you don't want to or stay home?

I've already had a fun afternoon with friends, and I wouldn't mind staying in. And I'm still feeling out of sorts from Lucy's accident last night. But a girlfriend invited me to her Christmas party. It's a pretty small one at her place, so she'd notice if I didn't show up.

If you read this blog regularly, you've read about her. She can be nice, but instead she chooses to be such an attention hog and sometimes just downright rude.

She's always trying to outdo. Be the most dressed up, sexed up party girl around. The girl all of the guys talk to. And if that doesn't work, she's been known to try tears. And it works.

But I can't lie to her to back out. I'm such a rotten liar. (That's how you know all of these blogs are the truth.)

I know the party will be okay for a while. There will be other fun people there, and I can have a conversation with most anyone. And if it's that bad, the pub is about 100 yards one direction and my place is about the same distance the other direction. There's always a quick out.

Love to the single girls,
Addison