*real* monday flowers!

I have a confession to make.  I was having a pity party for myself this morning.  I had a *really* hard night in my acting class on Tuesday, and I haven't been able to stop brooding about it all week.  Plus, I saw my ex yesterday, for the first time since shortly after our breakup.  He was with his now-girlfriend, and we passed by each other.  We were so close that I could have reached out and touched him had I wanted to.  I was opening my mouth to say hi, when he looked me right in the eyes, then looked above me (he's 6'3" and I'm 5'5"), obviously trying to pretend like he hadn't seen me, or he was looking for something in the distance, or something.  Anyway, I was hurt and angry (and a bit jealous of his gf, until I realized that I have way better skin than she does.  Mean, I know).  I couldn't sleep last night because I was so affected by his immaturity, and I woke up this morning on the wrong side of the bed.

But then I got a call from a florist saying there was a delivery for me, and that they'd be by later to drop it off.  Somebody sent me flowers!!  And I had no idea who!!  Turns out they were from my dear friend Caitlin, who lives in New Mexico.  We had discussed the Craig run-in over Facebook, and she sent me flowers - my favourite colour, too - with the sweetest note telling me that I was awesome and he was lame.  I tell you, how great a friend is she?!  I got choked up.