New Boy was supposed to come to a house party with me, but wound up cancelling due to having work to do. He'd clearly called hours in advance to tell me this and in hopes of coming by for awhile before, but I didn't get the message until not long before leaving time. I was disappointed, but decided not to respond to the second plan-cancellation in a week by being insecure because I have no reason to be.

I went the party anyway, and had a great time, because, of course, I don't need boys to have fun. Except, of course, the boys who I talked to at the party. Who are my friends.

In a way, it was probably good that he didn't come with. It was all people who I lived with 1-2 years ago and the conversation was at least half in-jokes that he would have been out of.

Plus, then I probably wouldn't have wound up spending such a large portion of the evening having badly translated Indian comics read out loud to me.