I fucking HATE sudden BS that isn't planned. Sorry, but when it comes to what we're going to do, when we're going to do it, etc... I like to have a plan. I HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE the whole "maybe we'll do this x night. I don't know. We'll see." then hear no word about it, even when you ask you just get "I still don't know" so then you MAKE plans thinking shit isn't going to happen, then it fucking does at the VERY LAST MINUTE...sdf;lkhasdf;klihasdf
Then they say "Well, something bad happened to X so we should do it for him."
"I can't talk about it here but it was really bad."
"WELL WTF?!?! WHY COULDN'T YOU WAIT TO TELL ME? NOW I CAN SIT AROUND BEING WORRIED FOR THE NEXT 3 HOURS."
rant rant rant rant rant. Sorry, this is one of my biggest pet peeves and I think it's being greatly amplified by the fact that I still feel like shit.
I likems da boobies.