didn't sleep much last night, am in so much pain with this gout thing. Drugs aren't working any more. conjunctivitis (or however you spell it) is back too. I think I should go and see my doctor. Liam has his stitches out today by the way ... oh and the vet called Thursday to tell me the lab results show the lump wasn't cancerous. Hurrah!
Those of you who listen to the BlindKiss talk show will know of my mate Sara. Last night she flaked out on me big time. Your opinion on her wezely actions appreciated.
So, she was doing a bit of freelance work at my place of work in west London. She was in the next door building housed on the same campus. We had discussed twice about meeting up after work for a beer, being as she was so close and all.
Come 5pm I started calling her. She didn't pick up her work mobile. I then called her personal mobile which was switched off. Her home phone too just rang out. Where was Sara?
I called her work mobile again and again after 5:30. It rang but she didn't pick up.
I finally spoke with her at 8pm. I was surprised when she answered her home phone. I met her hello with the words:
"You flake" and perhaps "only the crumbliest flakiest Sara" too.
"What?" she said.
"We were due to go out for a drink?"
"Oh. Oh no. I'd forgotten." was her wezely ludicrous response.
Forgotten? We'd spoken about it twice. She was actually at my place of work. My force must have been strong in her that day, ya know, being so close and everything. I must have been in her thoughts.
"I'd forgotten" she said.
After a stunned silence I believe I may have said: "you liar!"
Excuses came rolling out at this point: "I have a cold. "I went home and fell asleep"
Out of 10, what wezel rating would you give her? I note that she decided finally to pick up the phone after 8pm, once she knew that the after-work-drinks-window must have well and truly closed.
Shall I dump her as a mate?