It's been all day and I have nothing to say. Or the things I have to say, I do not want to say.
One thing I do want to say is that the single's group had their holiday party last night. Considering that it was $50 to get in and $100 reduced rate for a room, I think it was a healthy decision to not pay $150 to get in the door, not including outfit, gas, food, etc.
The posts today talk about what a grand time it was and I honestly have no regrets spending the weekend with my son instead. The people are odd, very cliquey as they are pseudo welcoming to new people they want to lay, and I feel like I don't fit. There are a bunch of alpha females who make me want to swallow my tongue in anguish; they make me uncharacteristically quiet to where I can't be myself. As I told someone several weeks ago, I also didn't really want to go, because there are no men I want to date in the group. I see one other thing now - there are no men in the group that I have dated who I desire to see again.
Hermit tendencies reinforced mightily.