I'm Sam.

interests: comedy, cheese
nemesis: eczema, the sun
location: Atlanta, GA

ETSY ETSY ETSY

August 13th
8:45 PM EST
New development: I get a text at 8, “You guys still down for tomorrow?”
EXCUSE ME, WHEN WAS I EVER “DOWN” FOR THIS … answer: never
And when someone doesn’t talk to me for two days re: an apparently 2 hour road trip to BFE which I expressed unease about, I assume I’m uninvited, even if the original idea was to use my car (not volunteered, mind you).
Also, how does ANYONE make plans like this? They want to leave at 7 am tomorrow. To go to a place which you have to bring food. So now we have less than 12 hours to coordinate picnic food for a day outside?
By “we” I hope you know I mean “you guys” because um I have dysentery and I’m going to stay here drinking ginger ale and reading my book. In my underwear.
I do know I’m totally petulant but I just LOVE how people who know me don’t respect my opinion then try to do everything last minute BECAUSE THEY KNOW THOSE ARE MY TWO FAVORITE THINGS IN THE WORLD TO EXPERIENCE.
I know I’ve been totally bitchy and terrible about it on here, but I swear I’ve been nothing but communicative and calm to them about it, and they just throw my beach hopes in my face then ignore me for two days and expect me to still be “down” for driving my car on this road trip I never consented to. So, I’m not consenting.

New development: I get a text at 8, “You guys still down for tomorrow?”

EXCUSE ME, WHEN WAS I EVER “DOWN” FOR THIS … answer: never

And when someone doesn’t talk to me for two days re: an apparently 2 hour road trip to BFE which I expressed unease about, I assume I’m uninvited, even if the original idea was to use my car (not volunteered, mind you).

Also, how does ANYONE make plans like this? They want to leave at 7 am tomorrow. To go to a place which you have to bring food. So now we have less than 12 hours to coordinate picnic food for a day outside?

By “we” I hope you know I mean “you guys” because um I have dysentery and I’m going to stay here drinking ginger ale and reading my book. In my underwear.

I do know I’m totally petulant but I just LOVE how people who know me don’t respect my opinion then try to do everything last minute BECAUSE THEY KNOW THOSE ARE MY TWO FAVORITE THINGS IN THE WORLD TO EXPERIENCE.

I know I’ve been totally bitchy and terrible about it on here, but I swear I’ve been nothing but communicative and calm to them about it, and they just throw my beach hopes in my face then ignore me for two days and expect me to still be “down” for driving my car on this road trip I never consented to. So, I’m not consenting.

  1. thiscozyskull said: Firstlies: don’t ever say #sorry, you have every right to rant. Secondly: I’d go to the beach with you in a heartbeat, your plan is much more appealing than theirs, who wants to drive all that way and PAY when the ocean’s much closer?!
  2. alysonthewanderingfox said: :( I’d say let’s hang out tomorrow, but I have work. Boo.
  3. kayrutledge said: If you sell a few of your buffalo you can probably get enough cash to buy some medicine
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