Tonight I had dinner with BFK, her new beau, Sister #2 and the Stink. We were just generally jabber-jawing about nothing at all and I was whining about how busy I am this week and how I have to write a story in 8 days.

“What are you so busy with?” BFK asked.
“I had a reading last night, dinner tonight, class tomorrow, bowling Friday, party Saturday, bookclub Sunday, and another reading Monday.”
“Wow,” Sister #2 said. “You are busy.”
“Oh shut up,” BFK said. “You’ll be whining by February about how you have no friends and nobody loves you.”
I just shrugged and nodded by head, because she’s right.