Tantrum
Well, my plans tonight fell through. I was going to meet a friend for dinner and drinks, but she suddenly acquired a stomach virus. So, now I am stuck trying to find last minute plans. I thought about going to NHP's to watch a movie, but he is moody. He'll take it as me putting him 2nd and throw a bitch fit. Don't need all the drama. Maybe I'll go to Irish's for a toenail painting party, or just sit on my couch watching the minutes tick by until I get so bored that I call it a wasted evening and pass out at 9. Tomorrow seems to be a bust too. I was going to the Magic City Art Connection, but it's suppose to rain all day. Damn! I feel like throwing a good ol' fashion tantrum. Ya know when you were a kid and the only solution to a plan gone wrong was to throw yourself on the floor and scream like someone was killing you? That's my feeling right now. I guess I'll refrain...for now. I NEED A LIFE!!!!!


4 Comments:
Man, if NHP felt bad for being 2nd, how should I feel for being 92nd? haha. Ah well, as a last last minute stand-in, I had a good time kickin' it with you and Doo-doo.
Hey you weren't 92nd. You were more like 85th. So that should make you feel better,right? I had fun too.
B-B-B-Busted!!
You missed this fairy comment Tori. Into the garbagery!
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