daisy

Worst weekend ever. I've spent the whole weekend with Mike and Mike's friend Andrew.

Saturday: Went away for the day with Mike, had a moderatly nice day, until Andrew turned up. Granted we did go to where he lives, but i'm in rant mode, so it's entirely irrelevant. I wanted to go for dinner, and i offered to take Andrew out with us, might have been nice, but he stropped cuz he wanted to go to the pub. So we came back up to the city, adn i just went home. Andrew then decided to text me telling mne i was a bastrad for not going out drinking with them, charming.

Sunday: Invited Mike around for Sunday lunch, he brought Andrew along. Now i like Andrew, i do, but i do not enjoy when i'm speaking him turning the tv up full blast and telling me Sharon Watts from Eastenders is more interesting than me. Spent the day cleaning up after him. Eventually they left, and Mike asked me to call round to his tonight. Which i was all set to do. I even got dressed and everything. And i hate getting out of my pyjamas. Anyway, rung him, and asked him to walk down to the village to meet me, to pick up a dvd, but he said, no, he couldn't leave the house, cuz he'd get wet.

I'm fucking sick of him and sick of Andrew. That's all i've done all weekend, hung out with the 2 of them, i need a fucking hobby.