Just bitching
How come every time my friends want to do something they always want me to come to there house or whatever where I'm the one who has to fucking get in the car and do all the damn driving. Sunday I told a friend that I would help run him thru the rules of my friday night game bacause he was going to join. Well Sunday comes and the jackass thinks I should come over to his house. Keep in mind that this would involve me packing up a large bag of books and whatnot. All his sorry ass had to bring was himself and maybe a few dice. OK, now I feel better! Thanks for listening.