this one's for jess
oh yeah, he said it.
funny story for jess- P.- a guy i know from when i was in HS- i lived with his mom and him when i was in college, so we've known eachother for over a decade... well, he's back in town because he's trying to make some cash before he moves back out to CA. he crashes at my place often because he works right up the street from my office (and my house is closer than his mom's place all the way out in bumfuck springfield). but, i digress. i chatted with D. last night and invited him over to hang out for the evening. i text P. to tell him that he should call before he comes over to make sure the 'coast is clear,' and change out of my bunny slippers. i figure that's good enough- even though P. comes over alot and crashes, it IS my house, and i thought it was good enough to give advance warning. well, 11:00pm rolls around, and i'm on the phone with melissa, paul walks in the door, and D. calls me on the other line to say that he's out in the alleyway. hmm. that's not even the most uncomfortable part, i'm shovelling P. out the door and D. is walking up the alleyway to come in- i introduce them from a distance "D., this is P., P., this is D.,"- P. keeps on walking and is quite pissed, and texts me later telling me that i suck and he's locked out of his mom's house.
what am i? a hotel? last time i checked, i was the one that paid the rent. nice & uncomfortable situation though, i must say! the only thing that would've made it worse would have been if tim had called (wait, that happened- only a few hours earlier). lmao
anywho, there you go. nice little 'pickle' that kristie got into (as melissa likes to call it).









