Jun 16, 2006 12:13
I know I said it yesterday, but FUCK YOU METS. I love you, but I hate you. you're like an abusive husband. I called the Ticket agent for my Mets tickets, which I have to get exchanged, and they told me I have to goto Queens. Bastards.
On an Unrelated note, I'm startying to Tire of Grizleys again. not that the beer, service or DJ are bad, I'm getting tired of everyone breaking off inton little groups and I'm feeling kinda left out because I have to sit alone or in some tiny group I feel like I'm imposing on. I liked it better when everyone was together and you didn't have to chose the right group at the tight moment.