Bad day. Started bad. Stayed that way.

Crappy rainy morning, afternoon, night. Found out that my bank decided to deny access to my account (and everyone’s I presume) because it’s Columbus day. Gonna close that account.

The things between Erin and I came to a head. Cory told me that she was bitching about me and had issues but wouldn’t talk to me about it. And then in typical Erin fashion, she decided to be melodramatic and kick me out of her house. Of course she waited till I was outside, about to head down to the corner store with Kenney, Cory and Randy. And then came out, only to say that she wished I would leave because she wanted to have a "good night" tonight. Lol. So I replied with,

“fine, fuck you then! If you want to be a cunt about this, then go ahead and be a cunt about it!” Perhaps not the best choice of words on my part. Went over to my car, opened the door.
“I don’t even know what the fuck you’re pissed about!”

“Well come back then, maybe we should talk about it.”

“No, you want me to leave, I’m leaving.” But like an idiot I waited anyway.

“First of all I think you owe me an apology."

"For what?!"

"Lets start with two years ago . . . . when you stopped talking to me for like two years.”

“I knew you were gonna fucking bring that up!”

“And then you went and told people something I had asked you to keep secret.”

“Yeah, ‘cause you went and told everyone.”

“No I told two people, my best friend and my former friend”

“You know what, fuck you.” I get into my car and start it up, trembling in reaction (and the effort it took not to put out my cigarette on her). Roll down the window.

“You know, lying about shit doesn’t make it any better!” to which she turns around to have the last word, which of course I can’t hear because I’m letting Randy in, since I promised him a ride home. Nearly hit her with my car as I pull out of the parking lot, but that was really just because I couldn’t see through the streetlights reflecting on the windshield. I saw Cory and Kenny walking back to her as I drove away. I wonder what they said, I doubt it was soothing to her feelings though. So much for her "good night". Fucking bitch

*sigh* I don’t know. I think I have a handle on a person and then they turn around and get all psycho on me. Maybe in her delusional little world I really did stab her in the back like she apparently thinks. But then some secrets shouldn’t be secrets. So what if she’s fucking her roommate, I don’t care, no one does. Why would anybody have sex with someone they want to keep a secret? And if you have a secret you don’t want anyone to find out, why would you tell anyone. I just don’t get it. Then, (and this still pisses me off), she goes and brings up shit from two years ago. It was two years ago I’M OVER IT, why can’t she be?! I’ve moved on, he’s moved on, we’ve all moved on. Except her. ‘Cause she’s psycho. I really think that she should’ve been institutionalized after the whole Doug incident. She was threatening suicide, for god’s sake. Why didn’t someone lock her up?! The way she takes reality and twists it around to suit her is downright creepy.

Probably the most annoying thing, is that . . . Well, okay, One of the most annoying things is that now I can't go over there to hang out with Kenny. Another, is that Bonnie told Cory the same thing I did, but of course Bonnie is exonerated, while I am turned into the scapegoat for all of Erin's unpleasant feelings. I Hate Goddamn Hypocrites! More than anything else on the face of the fucking planet!

I have to try to calm down so I can get some sleep; though I'll continue this rant at some other random time, I'm sure.