My friend who I complained about earlier retroactively shitting up my barfday let it slip tonight that she won't be able to do anything until two months (!!!) after the actual day.

I was going to be polite and just say something like, "Hey I had a great time tonight, and thanks for remembering me, but I'm all or nothing when it comes to this event so this shit ain't going to fly next year," after we did do whatever it was we were going to do, but now I'm going to just have to be a straight-up ass and say, "It's 16% of a year after the fact now, sorry, but even I'm not that chill," when she approaches me about it in a month (!!!).

Fuck holidays. The only real one is May Day.
