A difficult / fun weekend?

It's supposed to be fun, girlfriends going to see a show in the big L. I desperately want it to be E, I need to tell her, this seems like a poor substitute. My face is leaking badly this week, but I'm not meant to admit it. It's like a selfish indulgence, 'woe is me, for I am going to Elaine's house but her mules will not be sitting in the hall'. I have got to get a grip! Especially with J being with us. I'd better lay off the alcohol (re:A's 30th etc), well maybe not completely. I hope I get to know her a little bit better (J - that is), but with P around she won't get a word in. we shall see.
My holiday spot has appeared, how does it know? Every time, two days before I go anywhere, my chin feels tight and I know it will be in it's full glory for the day of departure. I'd better attempt sleep again, it's late and I still have to get up to put the boys to school.