grade A bullshit

No, seriously. This is Grade A, USDA-inspected bullshit. McDonald's drama, then this party.

:: McDrama

So I take RM to the DMV and the bank. After all of that, we get to the McDonald's nearby and I pull into the drive-thru. I get ready to order. I don't do eating inside because it is too f'n cold and I don't like the seating. I said he could get out if he felt like it. He stayed. We ordered. We left. I'm driving. Almost halfway home, he speaks.

We have a problem.

I don't. Do you?

We were supposed to meet B for lunch.

Are you fuckin' kidding me? He planned to meet someone for lunch and knew about the plan in advance and decided to tell me nothing. Fuck you, dude.

Fuck you.

:: Party Shitty

So at 5:30p, I get a message about going to a party (fuck you). I say I'm going to just stay home and then explain that the party they were mentioning wasn't until tomorrow anyway since it was a -- get this -- Halloween party.

#fail

To add to the massive amounts of nonsense, I just found out that someone invited B's ex-boyfriend to my house without getting permission from anyone that lives here. ARE YOU FUCKIN' SERIOUS?! I'm totally pissed. I'm really going to...

Fuck this shit. I just need to move to Australia. Melbourne, Australia.

On another aside, I was asked out to breakfast by someone from CL known to me only as Carol. Interesting. Didn't even try to get that one. That should be fun.

Good times talking to Q, SP, DA, CJ and Momo this week. These guys are my life. Fuck the rest of the world right now. I'm tired of people and their bullshit, never knowing what they really want and then fucking up your life while they're trying to decide. On top of that, dropping and/or discarding you whenever they feel like for however long only to try to pick up where they left off when they feel like being bothered...

I'm so done with that. Tired of people making me the bad guy -- "you're avoiding me", "you don't hang with me/us", "you're mad at me", "you're being dramatic" -- when they treat me like shit and I finally get tired of putting up with it. You walk away from me then act like I'm wrong for not being there when you decide to come back to the spot you left me?

Fuck you. I do not need that and I'm strong enough to live without you, so guess what I'll be doing?

Just that.

If you want to be a part of my life -- if you want to be my friend, my brother, my lover, my whatever -- then make up your fucking mind and stick to whatever decision you make.