I can't ever catch a break when it comes to Saturday nights. Once again, the higher powers decided that I should go home. I finally got the chance to go to Union tonight. I was so excited to see some friends that were supposed to join me. But of course...a snafu occured and I went home.

Here's what went down:

I called my friends so they can meet me at the venue. I called multiple times making sure they were okay. I'm assuming they didn't have any signal. I was stuck in DTLA for over an hour. That was probably the longest and scariest hours of my life. I've never felt so vulnerable. Everytime someone would pass by I'd hold my breath and mutter a little prayer. Thankfully, Gail, Paul, and Jay came to my rescue.

I'm so grateful that I have good friends that are here for me when I need someone the most.

Hmmm...Janet just called me. It looks like we're going to have some late night dinner.