Pretty obvious that Jon doesn't like me at all anymore. And yes, I liked his hair.

[diello]

I'm here to apologize the hell out of mayhem613 for not going today. Jon never mentioned to me that it wasn't him giving me a ride, it was Lindsay giving us a ride, and when I got there, he casually mentioned that Lindsay wanted gas money. He guessed he should have mentioned that before. He guessed. I had to look away as my eyes welled up with tears. I said then I couldn't go. And I didn't. I left seconds afterward, crying a little, and very upset. I hardly had enough money to get myself home, which was the last place I wanted to be, but the only place I could go. Without my phone list, being in Rochester is a lost cause. It was bad enough that my car was overheating as if it, too, hated me.

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[insecuritytape.livejournal.com]

awww. crying no goood. no likey
*gives you some applejuice*
wait...wrong problem! o.O

[diello.livejournal.com]

eh, arsenic, apple juice... either one'll do :)

[mayhem613.livejournal.com]

sweetsie, I'm sorry. I was most sad that you weren't there, but my friend Tommie couldn't make it either.

and if it makes you feel a teensy bit better about the whole deal, I poured so much vodka down Jon's throat he was bowing to the porcelain goddess. I'm sure I'll have a chance to see you soon, and we can have fun-huggins time<3

[diello.livejournal.com]

that does bring a smile to my face :)
I still wish I was there.
yes, much fun-huggins will be had <3<3<3