I missed Charmed for this?
May. 3rd, 2004 12:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm sorry but the number you have dialed does not accept calls from people who use and lie to someone they supposedly consider a close friend. Fuck off.
you were supposed to save me
So, Saturday I woke up a little later than expected and made it to the 'engagement' party around three-ish, I think. Bypass all the akward moments like being pulled aside and told that the ex, who was there for the handfasting that wasn't, had been introduced to the stoner roommate who looks freakishly like Oswald from the Drew Carrey show, only prettier. Then you know, talking to the ex was weird, and being around people I don't know...
Skip past all the fun stuff. Yesterday I skipped Charmed [taped it though] and went to kidnap Ryan. I felt bad since I was about eight hours late for this, but I just couldn't wake up. Sigh. Anyway, I get there, finally, despite the fact that the sky opened up and there was a whole flood like moment on the interstate. Go up to the apartment [drown for ten seconds or so during the run up to the building] and find them all chowing down. Aww. Ryan grabs his stuff and Cass tosses me this photo album of pictures from the day before. I glance at the cover, where a picture of them in matching white outfits makes me raise an eyebrow. Maybe they just didn't want to waste the clothes they'd bought before they called it off, I think foolishly. I flip past the cake being shoved down each other's faces and then come to the pictures of a ceremony I wasn't there to attend. I glance at Cass who gives me this satisfied little smirk and I resist the urge to throw the damn thing at her head. When Ryan is out of earshot I am told that she didn't tell me because she didn't want Arianne to know and I'd have told her. [Ari is her sister and would alert the family and their uncle would come down here and kill Cass, bring her back to life, and kill her again.]
And that is, unfortunately, when I lost my cool and hissed a giant "Fuck. You." to her. This concludes my friendship with her. She told me she cancelled the ceremony so I'd make sure Arianne left her alone. I. Hate. Being. Lied. To. I also hate people lying to me and then bragging about how they got away with it.
Fuck her.
Bah.
you were supposed to save me
So, Saturday I woke up a little later than expected and made it to the 'engagement' party around three-ish, I think. Bypass all the akward moments like being pulled aside and told that the ex, who was there for the handfasting that wasn't, had been introduced to the stoner roommate who looks freakishly like Oswald from the Drew Carrey show, only prettier. Then you know, talking to the ex was weird, and being around people I don't know...
Skip past all the fun stuff. Yesterday I skipped Charmed [taped it though] and went to kidnap Ryan. I felt bad since I was about eight hours late for this, but I just couldn't wake up. Sigh. Anyway, I get there, finally, despite the fact that the sky opened up and there was a whole flood like moment on the interstate. Go up to the apartment [drown for ten seconds or so during the run up to the building] and find them all chowing down. Aww. Ryan grabs his stuff and Cass tosses me this photo album of pictures from the day before. I glance at the cover, where a picture of them in matching white outfits makes me raise an eyebrow. Maybe they just didn't want to waste the clothes they'd bought before they called it off, I think foolishly. I flip past the cake being shoved down each other's faces and then come to the pictures of a ceremony I wasn't there to attend. I glance at Cass who gives me this satisfied little smirk and I resist the urge to throw the damn thing at her head. When Ryan is out of earshot I am told that she didn't tell me because she didn't want Arianne to know and I'd have told her. [Ari is her sister and would alert the family and their uncle would come down here and kill Cass, bring her back to life, and kill her again.]
And that is, unfortunately, when I lost my cool and hissed a giant "Fuck. You." to her. This concludes my friendship with her. She told me she cancelled the ceremony so I'd make sure Arianne left her alone. I. Hate. Being. Lied. To. I also hate people lying to me and then bragging about how they got away with it.
Fuck her.
Bah.
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Date: 2004-05-03 02:04 pm (UTC)That's how I'd have done it.
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Date: 2004-05-03 03:40 pm (UTC)