Why are all the guys I know so fucking weird
Who do I need to punch?
You don't need to punch anyone. I am perfectly capable of punching people myself.
Jonah called and asked to hang out tonight, but I'm literally on my way out of town to visit someone else, and he's got his pants in a twist about it. I don't know why, really. It's not like he's unaware that I have friends besides him, and he's the one that tried to bring up last-minute plans. So I dunno why I feel like the bad guy right now.
Why is the guy with the blisteringly obvious thing for you upset that you're going off to visit a guy you have a blisteringly obvious thing for instead of hanging out with him?
Gee. What a mystery. Maybe we should get a detective on the case.














