I've had it with flakey people. I like to think there was a time in this world when keeping your appointments, dates, and meetings meant something to people. Now, it seems everyone thinks nothing of cancelling at five minutes notice or just blowing it off altogether. I think this is just plain rude and wonder how I could have friends that consistently treat me this way.

I'm not even talking about today's incident. A friend contacted me and asked me if they could come see me this afternoon. Like a fool, knowing full well this person's tendency toward flakiness, I said sure. Well, what else was I doing anyway?

Naturally, it's now 5pm, and I haven't heard from said person at all. I looked forward to this meeting, as anyone looks forward to spending time with another human being. I cleaned my apartment. Then I waited. And waited.

You know what? I've had it. If you're going to treat me like crap and don't even consider me important or worthy enough for even a simple courtesy call letting me know what's going on, then you're not my friend. The next time anyone makes plans with me, they better damn well keep those plans. It's just as easy, not to mention slightly more polite in my book, just to be honest with me and tell me right away that you're not going to show up or don't want to do anything in the first place. That way I don't have to put up with any of this crap.

listening to: 75 minutes.
in my sink: soap.

My last cellular bill had $12 of text messages on it. Now I'm a big fan of text messages being the most convenient thing ever, because I'm often in a loud room and I can't hear a word you're saying. Really, I don't want to talk to you anyway; I just want to know where I'm supposed to be in an hour. However, come on! Twelve freaking dollars? These messages probably take up less cellular traffic than a voice signal.

So when I'm sitting at my computer, and someone else is sitting at their computer and see me online, and they decide to send a text message to my phone which is in another room instead of just IM'ing me, yeah, I get a little annoyed.

Well, I broke down and added 250 text messages per month to my cellular plan. The customer service agent said I had 121 text messages last month, so this plan should cover me fine. I guess what I'm saying here is, I've moaned to friends in the past about this, but it's okay now. Text away.

listening to: The White Stripes
in my sink: a bowl, two mugs, two spoons, a cup.