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Currently sitting around waiting to hear from Tibby, so I can head on down to Marshfield.

I hate the waiting game. It's the only thing I hate more than traffic. It's just that feeling that you can't get your night started until someone else says you can... frustrates me. I'm not saying "hey everyone, be on the ball.", because no one holding me up on purpose, I'm just saying I hate doing nothing, when I could be doing something. I spent most of my day cleaning, and now I just don't have shit to do.




Last night was lame. I went to Quincy because my friend Danny blew me off. Again. Ended with me leaving my friend Erik's house decently pissy because he decided that propositioning me would be a good idea. Yeah, it wasn't. I have been single for 2 friggin weeks, let me be. Don't talk to me like I'm just going to jump your shit, because it's not going to happen. Tactless. Completely.






I'm gonna go continue to watch the game, and hope I can leave soon.

Word.