I can think of a million and one reasons to be somewhere else right now, but suit yourself.

I know I was supposed to go throgh my stuff I got at the con, but I've been so damn busy with work. We got new systems, and the suck some major moose balls, but that's another rant for another day.
The big excitement was D moved this weekend. I'm not too overly happy about it, but I'll stick by and support him since that's what girlfriends do... Anyway, a friend of his just bought a house kinda near D. He and his girlfriend just moved back to this area from California. Now, the roommate that lived with them in CA was supposed to move out here with them, but he bailed, so they asked D to move in with them. I like both of them just fine, but not to the point of being around them 24/7. See, the problem is, D's friend is very, um... in need of social interaction all the time. For instance, when his girl friend is at work, he'll call D constantly until he picks up the phone, then chat away forever. I joke that he's D's wife, but it's really not a joke.
D seems to value his friend's opinion abouve everyone else's, including mine or his own. Which get on my last nerve. Prime example would be me getting tickets to go see Nine Inch Nails. I've been waiting forever and a day for a tour to come around again. I told D that if he didn't want to go, that's fine, just let me know before I buy a ticket for him so I came make other arrangements for myself. Because come hell or high water I AM going to go see NIN. Well, after I bought the tickets, D's buddy goes on a rant how he doesn't like NIN live because the studio sound is unable to be reproduced live (well... duh, it's live you dolt.), and now D doesn't want to go becuse his friend says he didn't like it live. I think the whole point was missed that I don't care about the sound live, I'm just happy to be there. Of course, eye candy like Trent Reznor doesn't hurt at all either.
Oh! And today, yeah, that was wonderful. After moving a bunch of D's stuff into the new place (and borrowing my mom's car to do it), we're sitting on the couch and D turns to his friend and asks him if he was hungry, would he like to go grab a bite to eat. Um.....hello? I've been with you all damn day, haven't had anything to eat (caffeine free to this point, too), and you're asking him if he's hungry?? WTF?!?!? Not even a, "what about you?", I was completly cut out of the entire conversation.
All I have to say is this is going to get really ugly at some point.
Well, I suppose I should get some shut-eye for now. I think the two of them are going to drag me around China Town tomorrow. Yippe f'n skippy.
