Problemless with Problems

As anyone who bothers to read my diary knows, my friend, Jamie and I haven't been on very good terms lately because I stopped talking to her due to offline occurances, and since I didn't tell her beforehand, she was under the impression that I got tired of her and left. (I love writing those run-ons. My story's full of 'em)

So anyway, I got on AIM and Rachel began proving that she needs to flush because she's full of herself, and pretended to genuinely care about Jamie. She lacks sincerity. Oh well. Acting her way through everything got her this far, and she actually has a guy falling for it as well. Too bad relationships aren't all about impressing the other and based on superficial foundations. At least she can find some happiness in thinking she makes us look bad. Ignorance is bliss. (I so love listening to Muse!)

Now for some real life junk. I called Tracy on Thursday to confirm our plans for me to visit and bring "Spirited Away". She said I couldn't come right away because she was going to dinner with her dad, but I was welcome to join then. They were leaving right away and I had stuff to do first, so I couldn't make it. She said to come over afterwards.

I called 2 hours later and her sister answered saying she was at Wal-Mart shopping and would be back shortly, so I should come over and wait. I did just that. Tracy's soon-to-be brother-in-law was playing Tracy's new PS2 game, which is a Simpson's version of "Driver". Tracy finally returned... with Phil. He's the other stockman. She wasn't expecting me to be there (short memory?) but that never bothers her. We watched "Spirited Away" and of course I liked it, but they both thought it was so stupid that it was funny. After that, we went outside and stood around passively deciding what to do. It was 12:30, so I left. When I got home, the chat with Rachel and Jamie against me took place. 6:30 AM isn't the ideal time to go to bed, by the way. Yesterday was also my sister, Catie's 13th birthday.