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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