I was in the office reserving my seats, and I told Kim about my little predicament, and she said, "Oh hunny. I'm going to pray for your situation. Seriously. I'm not laughing! I'm going to pray for you." I'm not sure whether that should make me feel better or worse.
It's not that going on my own would be so bad, because it wouldn't. It's more that all of my friends will be there as part of a couple--if not as an actual "couple," they'll at least be there with a date--and that would be the most awkward "odd one out" situation I could possibly think of. Good grief... why does everyone have to make such a big deal of it? Last year, everything kind of fell into place, and it was lots of fun. This year, the details just don't seem to be fitting together. Although last year I didn't know until about 3 days beforehand whether my date would be able to make it or not, so I guess I have a knack for flying by the seat of my pants on this kind of stuff.
It should be a rather interesting evening, that's for sure. *sigh* The escapades I get myself into...
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