The Road to Hell...
Okay. I love Best Friend. I don’t know what I would do without her. That said, I’ll begin.
The fact that Best Friend and I have been friends for so long means a lot to me. It also means that after 13 years of friendship, I have earned the right to bitch about her any time I want. You are not allowed to bitch about her. I reserve the right to kick someone’s ass for talking shit about my girl. I have hit Gordon several times for this. I however, have earned bitching rights. And so, here I go.
Please do not ever do this to your friends.
Best Friend recently moved to Baltimore. Best Friend’s old college roommate (who I will call Loopy) recently moved to New York. Best Friend was originally going to Loopy’s for New Years. Loopy is coming home to Houston, instead.
ME: Loopy’s first New Year’s in New York and she’s coming home?!?!
BF: Yeah. Originally, I was gonna get her keys and go up and spend New Year’s there.
ME: By yourself? That’s no fun!
BF: Well, your birthday/Christmas present was gonna be a plane ticket to New York so we could spend it together.
ME: Was gonna be?
BF: Yeah. I bought a car instead.
Okay. How you gonna do that to someone? I have a very short list of things I want to do in this life, and New York at New Year is one of them. Build up my dream, then throw it down in the dirt and stomp all over it. Damn you! DAAAAMN YOOOOOU!