well, fuck me

Dammit. Sean calls me last night, LAST NIGHT, to tell me that we aren't going to hang out on New Years eve after all. He has had three fucking weeks to tell me this, and he tells me last night. He's like "well, I had to think about it". this has so pissed me off. I kind of expected it, but still...
We make plans and they are supposed to be definite. Then I get told that they weren't definite, and I must be fucking crazy. He never said that (oh really?!) Anyway, just felt the need to rant. Sorry
Pandora