BrummieBoy - "Facebook Non-Entity"
My friend invited me on an impromptu road trip to Arizona to attend the gay wedding of a mutual friend of ours. Her brother is driving, the same man who has so much road rage that on several occasions after they drove 300 miles to get to my house from where they live my friend has vowed to take the train home and broke out in hives from the stress. So there's a wedding, shitsville Arizona (everything in AZ is creepy and gross), driving with Mad Max of THunderdome and his sister rocking in the fetal position in the backseat...I said I had to work. Actually I do but I could've made it happen if the wedding was in Aspen and I was driving. SHe still asked to sleep at my house Friday, the paranoid part of me wonders if she didn't invite me on the fun road trip just to ask if they could spend the night? Oh well, I'm always saying mi casa. When people visit it always gives me the excuse I need to dust.
Shame you can't make it to AZ as it would provide an opportunity for a managed intervention/conflict resolution/peace and reconciliation situation between yourself and RB. Then we could all sleep easily knowing that harmony was restored to the universe. Etc.