Guava

kiss me, kill me, hold me, thrill me
2007-06-18 19:36:31 (UTC)

Friends?

So until yesterday I thought our friends fucking cared about
us. Apparently I was wrong.

Let me first say that there are two of John's friends I
would drop anything to see when they want to get together.
They would be Dave and A.

Last night we invited A over. He seemed mildly interested.
We talked to him on the phone later on our way to Seattle.
He didn't say he didn't want to come over.

He knew we were going to Seattle and that we wanted to get
together with him. I don't know if he knew we would change
our plans to accommodate him. I thought that he would at
least tell us he didn't want to drive to our house.

We got home about 45 minutes after John last talked to him.
What we found when we got there was that we had been
totally fucking screwed over. A was going to get beer with
J and LA. They were in the chat where we had talked to A
about getting together.

While we were gone A said he didn't want to drive all the
way to our house. So they decided to go get beer. We were
on I-5 when they decided this. We would have turned the car
around and met up with them if we had been informed of the
plans. By the time we got home they were off doing something.

What pissed me off is that they're supposed to be our
friends and none of them bothered to call us. A knew we
went to Seattle, J knew we went to Crate and Barrel. We
usually go to the one by her apartment in Bellevue. The
same apartment where they all met up to go drinking.

Right now I'm trying to calm down but I can't. I was so
fucking pissed at A last night that I wanted to throw lit
beer bottles of gas at him.

He means more to John than most other people and he totally
fucking shit on us. The worst part is I'm sure he doesn't
have a clue. He does exactly what he wants to do at the
moment. I get that.

J and LA could have remembered we wanted to see Aaron and
called us. I'm trying not to go off on them. I want to at
least wait until I calm down. I got two hours of sleep last
night because we went for a long drive to clear our heads
and I couldn't sleep when we got home.

I couldn't stop thinking about how they fucking left us out.
We're the ones who wanted to do something with A. He could
have told us he wanted to go get beer instead of coming over.

John didn't sleep either. He stayed up making a bookshelf
we bought. He stayed home from work. I went to work hoping
it would give me something else to think about.

Instead I've been sitting at my desk being pissed off. I
hate being this mad. I get so mad that I start to cry.

So there's this chat room that we all spend time in. That
is where we attempted to make plans with A and where he, J
and LA made their plans last night.

It's lunchtime and I'm sitting at Tully's. I've joined the
chat but I'm not going to say anything. J said hello to me.
It's obvious they don't know anything happened last night.
They think the world is fine, but it's not.

I have personal blog that I want to keep totally separate
from this. I have a post planned for it. It's something
simple about telephones being an easy way to contact us and
that we would have turned around on I-5 last night to see them.

I think I'll post it after I run it by John. He was trying
to get me to not blow up at them online last night (when
they were off without us.) They can read back and see what
people were saying while they were gone. I wanted to rip
them a new one but for John's sake I didn't.

Until this point they've been great friends. I honestly
enjoy hanging out with them. I will get over this in a
couple weeks. I'll hang out with them before then too but I
will not be my usual overly nice self.

I do have to explain one thing I didn't tell you about A.
He has always been like this. You'll make plans with him
that you think are solid and he won't show up. John has put
up with this for years.

The times he has done this to the two of us he's ended up
going home or running an errand he needs to do. Both of
those are things I'm totally okay with. Ditching us for
other friends is fucking low in my book.

If he had no interest in hanging out with us last night he
should have fucking said something!

John is going to talk to him for me. I assume that is so he
can control the situation and keep A as a friend. I'm
liable to use a string of curse words. He'll decide it's
easier not to talk to me and John will be hurt.

The whole point of last night was we'd been disappointed by
not getting to see A and his wife the day before. They were
supposed to be at the cooking thing. John really wanted to
see A yesterday. I wanted to hang out with his wife.

I've decided the best plan of attack is to let John tell him
he pissed me off. And for me not to say anything to J and
LA for a bit. They can read whatever into my blog post that
they want. I will sit in the chat and not talk to them.

In a couple weeks this will blow over and I won't be ready
to kill anyone.




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