Plans for the afternoon were canceled by the person they were with. I kind of expected it, so I'm a little surprised - and irritated - at how irritated I am by that.
She actively rescheduled, so maybe it's not the blowoff that it seems to be. But I do think I shall take only one more. I care for her immensely, but I should probably care for me, too.
Also, there's a blues jam tonight that will surely prove more irritating than cathartic. So there's that.
