go a little mental in 2013-2014

  • Aug. 5, 2014, 6:39 p.m.
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This warrants its own entry.

I can't access the website and when my Discover loan called me (NOW WHAT DO YOU FUCKING WANT), I answered, so the automated voice put me on hold. Fuck you too. But in the meantime, I'm pretty sure they just sucked $600 from me, NOT on the schedule, and nearly overdrew my account. I have Words to Share--if they'll ever talk to me.

Aaron was going to come over for dinner and spend the night, but then called me at 3, after I'd planned everything. "Hey, guy at church wants to go see Guardians of the Galaxy, so... I probably won't be over until 9:30, 9:45. Is that too late for dinner?"

No, because I'm not going to starve myself on your behalf. I let him know he wasn't off the hook for seeing that movie with me and two of his friends and he said 'duh,' so at least that's covered. And I watched four episodes of Boy Meets World instead of making dinner.

Then I checked my email and my mom wants $700. Oh, bless your heart. It's not unwarranted but woman, I have $100 right now and you might have one income, but I have none.

At 6:30, after football replays and shoulder-killing yoga and rage at my AC for seemingly constantly running, I have concluded that I'm PMSing. The surly short-tempered don't-give-a-damn is unmistakeable.

When I went over to watch Sharknado 2, I brought the cupcakes and cake from Krystel. I left them there for lack of hands and short-term memory.

But! Now I can send messages like this!

Me: PMS approacheth. Bring the cupcakes/cake, please.
Aaron: Yes dear. I'll have to make a stop at my place after the movie, but I will grab them on the way out. <3 :)

I CAN BE BROUGHT CAKE AND CUPCAKES ON A WHIM. THIS IS RIGHT UP THERE WITH TURNING WATER INTO WINE.


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