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Well. I'm like the biggest asshole in the world. See, I was supposed to meet Kent at Borders, right as I'm speaking. Well. It didn't work out that way. It turns out my mom didn't think I wanted to borrow the car, that I just wanted a ride over there. Well. There goes that. She of course just said I was laying a guilt trip on her, and that, if he was my friend, he'd give me a ride home, and blah blah blah. Mostly the fight was about her not trusting me to do what I say I'm going to do. She must think I'm some sort of crack whore or something, I don't know.
So, Kent, if you read this and I don't talk to you later, I'm truly sorry I couldn't make it. But. We'll make better plans next time. If there is a next time... (I certainly hope so.)
PS) Did I mention PEOPLE SUCK?!