I'm bored and yet also pissed off. I probably shouldn't go into detail until I see how it all winds up tomorrow. That is, if I even sleep at this point. Oh look, I took a quiz thing and got the Fifth Doctor. Woot!
You are the Fifth Doctor: Your youthful exterior
belies your centuries of experience, and even
you have a bit of difficulty rectifying these
two aspects of your personality. You are
compassionate, introspective, and deeply
troubled by injustice. If you occasionally seem
to display more vulnerability than your
predecessors, it's probably because you're more
openly human than they were. Are your
companions finally rubbing off on you?
Which Incarnation of the Doctor Are You? brought to you by
Quizilla Sigh. Even Eddie Izzard hasn't pulled me out of this mood. I've had a few things on my mind but then my friend called me and she's having boyfriend troubles and went out drinking with a buddy of hers from work who is having girlfriend troubles. Only he was the designated driver. And he got f*cking drunker than she did. Does she call me to come get her? NO! She f*cking lets him drive her home. And she's laughing as she's telling me this on the phone at almost 2am (obviously, I was already up). Okay, I'm square. That news is not new to me. But, it's not funny to me. How could she be so fucking stupid? We're supposed to get together tomorrow. Early. Like in...6 hours from now. And I don't know how I'm going to do this because I want to fucking kill her!
I mean, besides the innocent people on the road that endangers... how could she be so fucking selfish? She gets annoyed with her boyfriend and that suddenly justifies her being so fucking stupid that she could have ended her life and changed the lives of everyone around her, and I'm supposed to think that's funny or no big deal or something?
I don't know. I may be overreacting. But, all my life I've seemed to have this sense of don't do this or don't do that, not so much because it would be a bad thing for me to do, but because if I did something like that and something happened because of it, I could be hurting people I care about. I honestly don't know which set me off worse. The being driving home by a drunk... or the laughing. Okay, yes I do, it was the laughing. Because, if she'd have acted like she knew how stupid that was, I wouldn't feel the need to speak up.
I hope she has a hangover. I sense a loud day tomorrow.