Righteously pissed
Sep. 20th, 2012 09:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vanillafluffyCanasta night did NOT go as planned. I got over to J's, and she was all, "Oh, I forgot you guys were coming over. TRT is going to be here in a little while."
TRT is one of my least favorite people on the planet, at least of the people I've personally met. J thinks the sun shines out her arsehole, but I don't like her and never will. I'm civil, because I *am* fond of J (although not so much at the moment), but shit like this---!
Mind you, TRT called maybe five minutes later, and did J say, "My bad, I forgot, I made plans for tonight with Fluffy and Mb."? No. She didn't.
Mb got there a few minutes after I did, and TRT showed up a few minutes after that, along with her significant other and yappy little dog and generally crashed the party.
J didn't say anything, because hey, it's not my place. They took over the kitchen and made meatloaf, which they didn't offer to Mb and I, although J got a big plateful.
We played one short hand, then J cried off. Mb and I both left, pissed.
I haven't had dinner---we didn't break into the munchies we'd brought---and I'm hungry and evil-tempered. And I got caught by every single fucking traffic light on the way home. Grrr!
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TRT is one of my least favorite people on the planet, at least of the people I've personally met. J thinks the sun shines out her arsehole, but I don't like her and never will. I'm civil, because I *am* fond of J (although not so much at the moment), but shit like this---!
Mind you, TRT called maybe five minutes later, and did J say, "My bad, I forgot, I made plans for tonight with Fluffy and Mb."? No. She didn't.
Mb got there a few minutes after I did, and TRT showed up a few minutes after that, along with her significant other and yappy little dog and generally crashed the party.
J didn't say anything, because hey, it's not my place. They took over the kitchen and made meatloaf, which they didn't offer to Mb and I, although J got a big plateful.
We played one short hand, then J cried off. Mb and I both left, pissed.
I haven't had dinner---we didn't break into the munchies we'd brought---and I'm hungry and evil-tempered. And I got caught by every single fucking traffic light on the way home. Grrr!
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