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Saturday, March 2nd, 2013 12:03 am
 Even my cat is afraid of him. I was watching the post game interviews from last night, and she was sleeping on my lap. When Heatley's interview started up, she spooked so bad that she nearly ran to hide under the bed. :D


In other news, I'm so fucking pissed off about people who can't do any kind of sensible budjeting themselves and aren't willing to let other people help them because of some bullshit reason about not wanting to share credit. If you want to be an ass about your own money that's fine, couldn't care less. But when you are responsible for a group of fifteen getting food and other nessities for a weekend and not having to pay way too much about it, you need to think something other than your self for a moment!

And if you turn down two trained chefs who freely offer to help out with planning and preparing the food, and then come up with stuff that's more expensive, tastes worse and takes a lot more time and effort to cook, than what was suggested to you by said professionals?  At least have the decency of not complaining about how much work you have to do, and how much of your own money you need to spend!

Just, fuck. All of this is not helped by the fact that it's one of those nights when sleep just doesn't seem to be an option. Meaning that tomorrow I'm likely going to be trying to get through the day by force of willpower and caffeine alone. While pretending that I don't want to be bunching one person in particular in the face. Because it's supposed to be a party, and us getting into a fight doesn't really spell good times for everyone.

(As a background, me and said person have been having a number of issues for a while now. I just don't want to end up having the inevitable fight about those issues tomorrow and ruining the day for everyone..)