Hell Hath No Fury
Okay.
So, I've pretty much decided that all friends suck, with exception going to my loverly Kinky buddies. I got stood up AGAIN by my friend Chad for hanging out, and I'm just so DONE with it all. We were supposed to go hot-tubbing tonight with him and his roommate and some friends of his from college he brought home. They ended up making an appearance at my house today right after I got up, to let me know for sure about the plans.
So needless to say, I was PISSED when I put on my bathing suit and comfy cover-up clothes and waited in my living room for over FOUR HOURS for him to call. When he didn't call after the first hour and a half, I called him. No answer.
An hour later, I called again. Of course, no answer.
So, it's pretty obvious that he's not calling and it's not happening tonight. And now I'm getting pitying looks from my parents who are watching me just sit there and watch TV, waiting for the call that never came.
Chad better have a damn good excuse for not showing up/calling whatever, or else so help me God he will know why people don't freaking cross me. I may appear to be all sweet craziness, fun and bubbly with a little side dish of insanity, but truth is that I can be a major bitch when pissed off.
And dammit, I am PISSED. OFF.
I may need my angry rock chick mix tonight to keep from killing people. I haven't had to use this CD since I found out that Angie and Andrew were dating. Hmm.
*Puts on angry tunes and rocks out*
So, I've pretty much decided that all friends suck, with exception going to my loverly Kinky buddies. I got stood up AGAIN by my friend Chad for hanging out, and I'm just so DONE with it all. We were supposed to go hot-tubbing tonight with him and his roommate and some friends of his from college he brought home. They ended up making an appearance at my house today right after I got up, to let me know for sure about the plans.
So needless to say, I was PISSED when I put on my bathing suit and comfy cover-up clothes and waited in my living room for over FOUR HOURS for him to call. When he didn't call after the first hour and a half, I called him. No answer.
An hour later, I called again. Of course, no answer.
So, it's pretty obvious that he's not calling and it's not happening tonight. And now I'm getting pitying looks from my parents who are watching me just sit there and watch TV, waiting for the call that never came.
Chad better have a damn good excuse for not showing up/calling whatever, or else so help me God he will know why people don't freaking cross me. I may appear to be all sweet craziness, fun and bubbly with a little side dish of insanity, but truth is that I can be a major bitch when pissed off.
And dammit, I am PISSED. OFF.
I may need my angry rock chick mix tonight to keep from killing people. I haven't had to use this CD since I found out that Angie and Andrew were dating. Hmm.
*Puts on angry tunes and rocks out*
posted by free_reverie at 12:05 AM
2 Comments:
Forget the bat. Kris could help you chop him up, and I'm sure Jen has enough space in her back yard for the evidence.
Well, YOU don't die, not you specifically. You're just...too...bubbly. God can't kill bubbly people like you, even though God CAN microwave a burrito so hot that even He cannot eat it. Such is the power of God.
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