Well, last night marked the end of a "relationship in progress" with a certain female that has been in and out of my life for quite some time. Am I sad its over? Not really. That may sound pretty cold, but this past week especially has been very trying with her.
We got into an arguement the past couple of days because she had agreed to go to a concert with me a couple months ago... if I bought her ticket for her. But then, she is moving to Wisconsin and then says what a huge favor she is doing for me by keeping her commitment by coming to the concert with me, after I had paid $80 for her ticket in the first place and she told me to buy it for her. Am I out of line for being upset about this? At the very least, I would have said "I can't make it to the concert I said I would go to, but I'll pay for the ticket if you can't find someone else to go".... and not wait until two days before you move to inform me what a wonderful person you are for following through on a commitment.
Also this past week, she has been complaining non-stop about her crazy parents, who, granted, are not the most sane people in the world. But they have been letting her stay there rent free the past year and a half, not charging her for food or shelter, and she is constantly bad mouthing them all the time. They have especially been understanding through a questionable situation that happened around New Years Eve on 2004 that has still been unexplained, but involved antifreeze. She is 30 years old and calls me a nerd for liking to go to comic book and movie conventions, but yet she just locked herself up in her room for almost a week and played Zelda non-stop, being almost unresponsive at all to the outside world.
The breaking point was last night, I was giving her a phone to use so we could send pictures to each other's phones while she was moved. I told her to only use it as a picture and text phone, and she said that was fine with her. So I went ahead and saved me some money by having the voice minutes taken off the phone, and I went and "locked" the phone from being used for voice minutes (except mobile-to-mobile minutes) since any usage would be like 50 cents per minute. She got all mad by saying I didn't trust her... and I said that it shouldn't be an issue at all anyways if she was never going to try and make and receive calls on that phone, since that was not its purpose anyways that she agreed to. I don't want her "accidentally" forgetting that she shouldn't use the phone and then racking up a huge bill... and she agreed to never use it for calling people anyways.
But oh well. I've tried a couple times now to try and make this work. But she is a high maintance little child... who thinks the whole world revolves around her and her dramatic life. I pity the next person who shows any interest in her because they will be in for an exhausting ride.
The more time that goes by, the more prissy I must be becoming. I tend to think it has something to do with being obsessive compulsive, but I really have no idea.
I like my possessions to be in the best possible condition. Like when I buy anything media related, like books or DVDs, I always search for the one copy without any dents, bends, creases, scuff marks, etc. I've been like this for some time, and I even turn down buying some things I'd really like to have because its packaging isn't in near mint condition.
I feel like I may be getting worse... anyone who knows me knows that I love cell phones. Anytime I accidentally drop mine, or get a minor surface scratch on it, it bothers me to the point of having to go out and buy a whole new one. The other day, I let two people use my phone. I hold my phone up to my ear at an angle so I don't get any of my facial oils on the screen because I think that is disgusting. I observed as they pressed the screen against their faces, and I could barely stand it. I literally felt like passing out. When they gave me the phone back, I *immediately* wiped their face grease from my phone screen... and continued to do so periodically afterwards because the thought of it just bothered me so much. I doubt I will ever let anyone use my phone again unless they are dying.
One of these same people, each of the last three times she has ridden with me, has managed to leave fingerprints on the passenger's door window every time. And I know its her because one of those instances was right after I had cleaned the windows and she was the only one to have sat in the passenger's seat since. Argh! I cannot stand fingerprints!!
Is anyone else like this?
I am having a tough time deciding if the movie Snakes on a Plane is meant to be taken seriously or not. I saw Samuel L. Jackson on the Tonight Show last night, and the clip they showed was his character bellowing "I've had enough of these Mutha f*ckin snakes on this mutha f*ckin plane!!".
I don't care one way or another, of course, because I plan on seeing this mutha f*ckin movie!
As I was channel surfing last night, I stopped when I saw a movie that I couldn't help but watch. Granted, it was one I have seen hundreds of times... but you know, everyone has those movies that when you see its on, you stop and watch it again anyways. Here's my list of movies I will almost certainly watch if I happen upon it during my channel surfing travels:
Back to the Future trilogy
The Grudge
Titanic
A Nightmare on Elm Street
Starman
The Karate Kid trilogy
Clerks
Jaws
Who Framed Roger Rabbit

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