Standing Jess up...The other side of the story

I was supposed to go over to Jessicas yesterday for a Lost party. She was going to set me up with a friend of hers. At first it sounded like a good idea, but of course the more I thought about it the more I didn't want to go. I don't know what it is but I always end up doing that. Not just about girls but about anything. If I think about it long enough I can convince myself I don't want to buy the cool foosball table, if I walk around the store long enough holding a DVD I "HAD" to have I cant justify to myself why I need to spend the money on it or a trip I had planed sounds like fun in the beginning but after a week of thinking about it all I can do is dread the drive and then I think about all of the other things I could spend the money on. Every time I stop and think I change my mind.

Most of the time its for the better but with those occasions it usually has to do with me spending money. I wasn't going to spend a dime at Jess's and I still didn't go. I put myself in a crappy situation. I told two different people I would hang out with them. I could have easily told B what was going on and he would have just let me go and Jess would never understand or she just wouldn't care. One was a guaranteed fun night of laughing and gaming with B and the other would have been awkward and at best ..I cant even think of what it would have gone like if it went well. I just kept imagining awkward tension the whole night.

Yay!: To my Ipod and listening to Death Cab all day.
Booo!: to not being able to come up with a catch title.