Belles and Buggers

what is this piss? i write an entry about how lame my boy is, then the next one is usually me saying that things aren't so bad. what kind of subservient jackass have i turned into? no, wait. please don't answer that. not only do i not want to know but i'm sure that someone from laparmy would probably come knocking at your virtual door.

i was chatting with mommylap today. we were both waiting around for some doofus to contact us. mine is fearing the ultimate commitment that is a two and a half day trip to my hometown. hers is unable to make arrangements for a date within a humane and logical timeframe.

it now turns out that my guy "didn't get" my e-mail, the one that demanded in no uncertain terms that he reply, post haste. then he blamed his wishes for the trip to be short on his lack of vacation time. my eyebrow is raised but i'm going to be positive. i kindly reminded him that this would be a trip made in january and he has now reconsidered, reluctantly.

now lap's guy may or may not have made an intelligent response early enough in the day to not be counted out. however, he did so to the wrong e-mail address. therefore she was unable to view it all bloody day. thus resulting in her being vexed, inconvenienced and exhausted. [not to mention putting this gentleman on my somewhat-of-a-shit list].

so things are possibly sorted now with both nimrods. i'm thinking that lap's may still be redeemed.

as for our friend the boy, i think that he might be out of the dog house. for the most part...

but i would still check tomorrow's entry.