nope

not tonight. no way.

my skin blotchy. my eyes so swollen and red it hurts to see. i can't bear the thought of an ice pack even though my face is so hot and puffy. the sadness has resurfaced in such a jagged and consistent way, just trying to type this the spigot opens anew. i can't be lively and fun and pretend i'm fine.

sometimes it's ok to skip a day. i only wish it had made me feel better.

i'll stay in and rest up for the other schmoozerama tomorrow. skirt, heels and champagne. i can do that. tomorrow. not today.