Showing posts with label fuck that. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fuck that. Show all posts

Thursday, June 12, 2008

LIAR!!!!

Ok so there are some days that I am so happy I have a blog because it gives me a fairly harmless way to vent my frustration -- either that or I'm a nut job who puts her whole life on the internet either way I don't care.

So today I'm calling jon and calling calling calling and I finally give up and call chelle and ask her to run to my house and save my london broil that we are having for dinner tonight. Finally jon calls me back and says that yes he's at work but not to worry because he put it back in the fridge last night. Yay!! Well I call chelle to tell her never mind and that dinner is fine and she says "Jen, jon's truck is here" apparently she's already right in front of my house. I say "What? Nooooo he just told me that he was at work" and she says well I guess he walked then cuz I'm looking at his truck .... I say to her "Ok thanks for trying to save dinner for me I'll talk to you later"

I call jon.

All I said was "I thought you said you were at work"

He launches into the explanation about how he just didn't want me to freak.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you wanna see a freak out?

Try lying to me and getting your shit busted.