i don't need to be clever
February 10th, 2002 - 2:13 p.m.
last night i went to see the others at doc with samantha and yotam and then we went over to myriam's house because she was having a party.
oh wait.
there was about an hour in between when we came back to my house from the movie and when we got to myriam's. why? oh, because i was too busy talking to david on the phone and trying to get him to come to the party. i used the following:
"why the hell did you even come home for the weekend if you weren't even planning on seeing any of your friends?"
"i don't give a rat's ass if amy lee is trying to invite herself over to your house. good for her."
(after i called him a cunt for acting like an ass and he told me that was clever) "i don't need to be clever. i have a social life." (at which point yotam said "damn! she treated him!" he actually said that a lot during the phone call.)
"it's not like it's going to be a raging party full of drinking and dancing, you pussy. she asked me to bring movies for chrissakes."
oh, and the kicker. the biggest cliche that i think i've ever said:
"i'm not doing this for me. i'm doing this for you."
i mean, of course i wanted to see him. i miss him so much whenever he's gone. and i don't WANT to be pissed off at him everytime he comes home, but he finds some way to be such an intolerable asshole that i just go off.
and of course after i yelled at him for damn near a half hour, all he says is: "you're cute when you're angry."
