So I was planning on going up to Dallas today for a friend's birthday. I woke up a bit late (10:15), and saw my friend had called me twice. I called him back, said I'll be leaving in an hour or so and hang up. I sounded a bit hoarse because I'd just woken up. So he called me back to see if everything was okay. But when I picked up the phone, I didn't hear anything on the other side, so after saying "Hello" a few times, I hung up. He called again, same thing, I hang up. So he calls again, same thing, I hang up. Then my folks call . . . can't hear anything on the other side, so I hang up, figure something's wrong with the phone and I turn it off . . . About 45 minutes later, someone knocks on my door. I go get it and it's my mother. She's like "are you okay?" and I say I'm fine. So she comes in and says that my friend called her and said he wasn't sure if I was okay, and was afraid b/c I've been really frustrated with my job lately. They're afraid I'm going insane, or that I've done something bad. So he called my folks, and then they called me. And since they heard nothing from me, they call a few times, then my brother calls a few times, then she comes by my place. They're all freaking out, thinking there's something wrong (I HAVE NO IDEA WHY!!). So then she starts asking me about if I'm taking drugs and drinking heavily, and I'm like "WTF?!!??". I've never done any drugs ever, and I hardly ever drink. But she doesn't seem to believe me, and says that my friend said that I'm a binge drinker. Which is totally untrue -- I average maybe 1 beer a week. Maybe . . . I never have more than three at a time, and those times are few and far between . . . But she doesn't really seem to believe me. I call my friend and he says he never told her that . . . Then she starts spouting off about how I'm being defensive (I was hardly even raising my voice! I mean, wouldn't you?) and how I probably just don't remember acting strangely when I kept hanging up the phone this morning. And I'm like, OMG, I know EXACTLY what happened this morning -- and I explain the whole thing, but she doesn't really buy it. I call my friend and my brother, and tell them I'm okay, and now this whole ordeal has eaten up the morning and I'm not going to make it to Dallas. And now, my family thinks I'm a) a drug user, b) a drunk, c) losing my mind, d) depressed, e) having money trouble (not any more, I took care of that), f) angry and agressive, g) having mental problems, h) possibly gay (not true!, not that there's anything wrong with that). But quite completely, NONE of those is true. I feel like I woke up into a reality TV show where everyone accuses me of stuff that's untrue. Eventually, I got my folks to leave (and I have to go out to the house this evening for my brother's birthday, which I was skipping to go to my friend's birthday, but not any more . . . ). But I know there's going to be lots of "are you SURE that's what you did this morning?", and "don't lie and say you're not a heavy drinker" and crap like that. WTF happened? I should never have woken up this morning . . .
Don't start talking like that, or you'll be adding suicidal to that list. Do something that you enjoy the rest of the day and forget about it. Go have dinner with your folks later in the week and explain that nothing's going on to them. Everything will be fine. Edit: Polyphonic Spree just came on my tv. That's enough to make anyone suicidal.
Yeah, I know what you're talking about. Sometimes people care a little too much. Myself, I've been waiting all day for a call from our friend who's still in jail from last night and we haven't heard from him. This powerful sucks.
I hope he's okay. See, that's some serious s#it. How did he end up in jail? Me, I hang up the phone a few times and before you know it I'm being told to go to AA, despite the fact I hardly ever drink . . .
If it makes you feel any better, I've been using Firefox exclusively at home for about 6 months. It rules!
Yeah, our friend came in town for the weekend to relax. He's going through a tough breakup and his new location kind of sucks so we planned on doing things right. They go on a beer run with his friends ID, and the hag at the Shell station on Lamar calls the cops and has him arrested. The cops said "oh we really dont want to do this, blah blah, were gonna take him downtown. itll take an hour/hour and a half tops". So here I am 17 hours later, 3 trips dowtown to check up on him, and I haven't talked to him. He's gotta wait for a judge to see him sometime today. It's ridiculous that he's gonna miss the Texas football game now. I almost feel bad about drinking right now, knowing my friends probably being spooned in the pen.
I got it. Vengeance, you're stuck in one of those "dream" episodes that they sometimes do on TV. You know the ones where someone thinks they wake up to find the world is slightly different, and everyone thinks you're crazy. All of this is a figment of your imagination, brought on by a guilty conscience that you're trying to deal with. Wake up Vengeance. It's all a dream. WAKE UP. It's okay. Your "not that they're anything wrong with it" lover, Patrick Duffy is taking a shower right now. Just open your eyes and everything will be all right.
This kind of stuff doesn't happen to people who use IE. With IE, you worry about stupid computer invasions. With Firefox, you worry about your family and friends invading your life and thinking you're a drug-addict, gay (not that there's anything wrong with that), loser trying to kill himself. Now I ask you... is it worth it? No. IE - the only choice.
Bill Gates must have impersonated your friend and told your mom that you are a gay, drug using binge drinker. Damn that Microsoft!
Ummm. Maybe you should take me out of your signature before this stuff comes my way? Are you the reason for all of this? (look at about the 17th post on....)
Vengeance... I think you may just be stressed out. Besides..it's obvious you have an anger problem...with a nick like vengeance.
Nobody likes a quitter. Not even your parents. You've got two hours left. Go buy some vodka and start plotting your revenge.
Thanks for all the responses, guys . . . I just got back from my folks place. They didn't say anything, but I know this isn't over . . . LOL on the anger problem. What's funny is that I'm like the most even, patient, mellow person I know. I hardly EVER get angry, so the thought that I'm an angry person is hilarious . . . I asked my brother about why he thinks I might be doing drugs. He said "I don't know". Well that's really helpful . . . BTW, I'd rather be DEAD than use IE
