This wasn't one of my best weeks ever. Sure, there was "Backward day" at work. And "Yellow Spirit Day" to show Asian Pride or something. Oh, no... it was against violence. I remember now. Well, the work week went by without much fanfare and then it was time for my weekend. And a date. An internet date. With a guy who lied. A lot. That is me driving home from the bad date. There is a reason I don't make blind dates to meet the guy at a restaurant or something, because (A) you never know what they will really be like and (B) once you sit in that booth you're trapped. So I endured a dinner with a guy who wasn't at all like his picture (above) and who was a creepy guy who wanted me to stab his nipples with my fork over dessert. Nice. I've been hermiting, I've been the proverbial bear hibernating in the cave, and I come out for this shit? Seriously?

So the date ended in a bust, I sent him home alone. And then I spent the rest of my weekend watching every episode of True Blood and 30 Rock all day Sunday.

Until the hail came. That got me off the couch, let me tell you. Pea-sized hail falling on metal will do that to you. So I went out and took a few pictures of the falling frozen stuff and the ground. In my robe. So white trash. And that's it for this week.