Thursday, January 21, 2010
phat camp
if it's not the $200USD plus food and hotel extra cost, it's the getting up there. sandra has been jokingly (but i'm sure seriously) talking about balking and not going. that would leave me out $300 for the weekend of hotels. definitely not cool.
to top it all off we had the car dilemma of being accused of being a snob because i wished to drive myself. oh fucking piss off. that was followed by ass kissy see through text messages. basically, i know what is coming...janine wants me to drive her up there too. i get pissy thinking about it because it's so transparent. and of course bitches talk, so there's the talk of her never paying her share for the gas. i've heard that and even tho it's never happened to me, i get testy and anxious and wonder if i'm going to have to have "that" talk about common sense and decency.
and so now she is texting me telling me she is bringing some other person along. and i get the impression she is expecting to ride along with me and bring this other girl. oh and to boot, this chick isnt staying at the hotel but is staying with a friend. why this fucking cunt cant drive herself is beyond me...
anyway, i have this sneaky suspicion that she is buttering me up to drive her and this chick along and then "just" ask if i mind taking this girl to the place she's staying and picking her up daily and shuttling her. so yeah, i could see this turning into a BIG deal of driving all over hell's half acre shuttling some girl between classes. if you ask me it's a LOT to ask of someone she's never met before.
so now i'm fucking stressed about that. and quite frankly, i'm almost at the point of saying that it's just sandra and i in the car and too fucking bad for anyone else. they can fucking drive themselves. i owe nobody favours and i most certainly am not a fucking taxi.
man it's starting to stress me out.
if it's not the $200USD plus food and hotel extra cost, it's the getting up there. sandra has been jokingly (but i'm sure seriously) talking about balking and not going. that would leave me out $300 for the weekend of hotels. definitely not cool.
to top it all off we had the car dilemma of being accused of being a snob because i wished to drive myself. oh fucking piss off. that was followed by ass kissy see through text messages. basically, i know what is coming...janine wants me to drive her up there too. i get pissy thinking about it because it's so transparent. and of course bitches talk, so there's the talk of her never paying her share for the gas. i've heard that and even tho it's never happened to me, i get testy and anxious and wonder if i'm going to have to have "that" talk about common sense and decency.
and so now she is texting me telling me she is bringing some other person along. and i get the impression she is expecting to ride along with me and bring this other girl. oh and to boot, this chick isnt staying at the hotel but is staying with a friend. why this fucking cunt cant drive herself is beyond me...
anyway, i have this sneaky suspicion that she is buttering me up to drive her and this chick along and then "just" ask if i mind taking this girl to the place she's staying and picking her up daily and shuttling her. so yeah, i could see this turning into a BIG deal of driving all over hell's half acre shuttling some girl between classes. if you ask me it's a LOT to ask of someone she's never met before.
so now i'm fucking stressed about that. and quite frankly, i'm almost at the point of saying that it's just sandra and i in the car and too fucking bad for anyone else. they can fucking drive themselves. i owe nobody favours and i most certainly am not a fucking taxi.

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