“I’M SO EXCITED TO HAVE SEX!”

I hate schedules. I’m not a schedule person. If you ever met me, you would almost immediately pick up on my disorganized personality. Almost every obligation I’ve had, seemed like it crept up on me. I can get things done, I just don’t like having my entire day mapped out for me. So I agreed to go out of town this coming weekend, on someone else’s schedule. She offered me a ride because she wanted to go to the mall here, anyway. I agreed only because of this. Now she has texted, and asked for gas money. If I don’t have it, she understands. But even a little would help. Being a college student, I realize, TIMES IS HARD. However, by asking me this question, even though you are in full knowledge that I, unlike you, am unemployed and horribly poor, I look like an asshole if I refuse. There are about four dollars at my disposal. And it’s being saved for laundry. I realize that offering gas money would be the polite thing to do. Unfortunately, she was only coming to get me because she was going to be here, anyway. I’m paying for gas that’s driving her to the mall. If I was the only stop on her agenda, perhaps I would be singing another tune. I’d rather pay $6.20 to take the bus to come see her. But if I was going to do that, I’d do it when I felt like it and she had another free weekend. Not this weekend when it’s convenient for her, and I stil have to pay.

On top of that, I found out I’m running wardrobe by myself for a show I wasn’t aware I’d volunteered for. I don’t get credit, I only found out today, and I’m completely confused as to why it’s happenning. Yes, I volunteered to usher for ONE night–just to see the show for free. Running wardrobe, on the other hand….just. What the fuck….

In other, happier news, I plan on writing a sex-talk entry. Yes. But I’m thinking Favorites Only…..we’ll see.

Leigha.