This does not bode well.
Sep. 21st, 2015 10:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impySeriously, why isn't someone going to rescue me from this trainwreck already in progress? Tomorrow is the Cass birthday and her birthday present request was Midnight Margaritas. Which meant the blender, the movie (Practical Magic), the booze... you get the idea. Also the drinking of them with her. So tonight I'm supposed to go over there and gift her with her presents and we shall drink!
Except that her husband isn't supposed to be drinking. Okay, more for us, though I don't really know whether I like margaritas but no time like the present to find out, yes?
I email her this morning to ask if I should bring anything else with me. She says just the gifts, me, and y'know, clothes. She's all stocked up on Pepsi, we're good. Huzzah, I don't have to try and smuggle a 2 liter with me! Then I get a "call me" email. So I do.
Nothing good will ever follow these words: I should tell you this since you're coming over tonight.
Turns out she peeked at his email over the weekend and he'd sent a questionable photo *cough* to someone on craigslist. Because why not, right?
Right. This on top of previous cheating issues that were handwaved away, but this would kind of invalidate the excuse used before.
Let me walk into that explosive situation with a bottle of tequila why don't you?
Oh, and on top of that, I will be in the car with him... alone. That's not gonna be awkward at all.
JESUS.
Then I'm told that I'll be sleeping on the couch because the bed was ruined by the last person to stay in the room. (Parents, properly toilet train your children.) And the Pepsi is all Wild Cherry or "not quite flat..ish."
I may not finish the Summer Mini Challenge by virtue of being dead. o_O
Except that her husband isn't supposed to be drinking. Okay, more for us, though I don't really know whether I like margaritas but no time like the present to find out, yes?
I email her this morning to ask if I should bring anything else with me. She says just the gifts, me, and y'know, clothes. She's all stocked up on Pepsi, we're good. Huzzah, I don't have to try and smuggle a 2 liter with me! Then I get a "call me" email. So I do.
Nothing good will ever follow these words: I should tell you this since you're coming over tonight.
Turns out she peeked at his email over the weekend and he'd sent a questionable photo *cough* to someone on craigslist. Because why not, right?
Right. This on top of previous cheating issues that were handwaved away, but this would kind of invalidate the excuse used before.
Let me walk into that explosive situation with a bottle of tequila why don't you?
Oh, and on top of that, I will be in the car with him... alone. That's not gonna be awkward at all.
JESUS.
Then I'm told that I'll be sleeping on the couch because the bed was ruined by the last person to stay in the room. (Parents, properly toilet train your children.) And the Pepsi is all Wild Cherry or "not quite flat..ish."
I may not finish the Summer Mini Challenge by virtue of being dead. o_O
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Date: 2015-09-21 11:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-09-22 05:14 pm (UTC)Mostly I just drank my portion of the booze and listened to various stories while trying to entice one of the kitties to visit.