Saturday, November 8, 2008

Parasites

Last night, M got smashed at the birthday party we attended. I only went to the pre-party and she was already pretty tipsy by the time I left so I can imagine how drunk she got as the night progressed. M is not an angry drunk or a slutty drunk, she is a loud-falling-over-drink-spilling-annoying-drunk. She falls off her chair laughing hysterically and needs help walking to and from places. I have driven her home before and she will open the car door when we park and just let herself fall out onto the pavement.

Well, M got sloppy drunk like that last night! But this time, she drove herself home! She is dangerous enough on the road with a sober and clear head. Knowing her, she will take out a bus full of school children that were on their way to an AIDS curing convention and she’d still make it out unscathed.

S had a hockey game that we all ended up going to this afternoon. When we came out, it was pissing rain and we all noticed that M’s passenger side window had completely fallen in! This shit only happens to her.

Now, if that was my car, and it was pouring rain, I would immediately get in my car and drive to the nearest place that sells garbage bags to cover it up. What does M do? She walks around the parking lot talking to various people, just shootin’ the shit, making lunch plans, etc

M has a new friend! Her name is Sarah and she has been a part of our group of friends for awhile. She was the girlfriend of one of the guys on the hockey team until about a week ago. This girl is very bitter about the break up, so she is desperate to stay in the group. She has decided to do this by befriending the only other person who longs to be involved, M! When B and I came to my place after the game, Sarah and M were lazing about on the couch wearing pjs and eating pizza. Sarah’s clothes were all over the bathroom, her make up spread over the counter, and a wet towel all bunched up on the floor. She showered at my fucking house.

This is not cool. Fucking parasites. She is only friends with M because she is lonely and doesn’t drive. She needs someone dumb enough to come pick her up 20 minutes away at a whim. I don’t understand what these two people talk about. They are SO INEPT. I’m sure they spend their time boo-hooing about how everyone ignores their phone calls.

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