... and it's only 3 o'clock.

so last night i got a virus on my computer. that sucked. but it's over now, hooray!

i brought it to my friend tobe to fix it for me. tobe and i have quite the history. we fight lots. it seems to be getting better but then today there was a fairly major setback. i will tell you about it now.

**please note, i am not going to tell you the full story of tobe and i and how we met and became friends and / or more than that and how it was a total disaster and how lots of that was my fault because it is not the time or place for that but please know that the history is there and it's not like everything has been his fault since the beginning of time butttttt**

lately everything is all his fault!!! i am so sick of the ridiculousness that is tobe sometimes. like for example -- today, we started talking about the vancouver city workers being on strike [it's been a long time now -- at least a month, i would guess]and he told me about some poll where like, 60% of the city's population thought that they were just being greedy and lalala they should just shut up and take the agreement.

and it is not my nature to, having not seen the agreement myself, make a call like that. so i said ... well, have you seen the agreement? what do you think? also i really do not think it is fair for 60% of the city to sound off on something that they really know nothing about! i mean -- i am not interested in whether or not the citizens of vancouver think my working conditions are fair. they don't do my job, right? i just personally do not see how it is a valid argument either way.

"60% of the city says buttermilk is gross." oh, man ...

so anyway he totally flips out over this, because, apparently it is an issue close to his heart or that personally effects him in some serious way or something [nope]. eventually i sort of manage to calm him down [but not really] and then we get to subway to have our stupid submarine sandwiches, and there is a really long line. so i say, hey tobe, i will grab a table [since there would not be any space when all the people in front of him had sat down] and you order, then i will get up and get mine after so that we have a space to sit.

this is fine with tobe for ... 10 seconds or so. then he decides that i need to get my sandwich nownownow or he will have to [gasp] wait for me to finish eating. so because i do not jump right out of my seat to get in line, instead, pointing out to him that if i do that, we will not have a place to eat, he STORMS OUT OF THE SUBWAY and starts like, walking super fast down the street.

he does this thing where something will piss him off, and then all of a sudden, everything in the entire world is my fault for at least several hours after this initial piss off.

so he's doing it now.

and won't stop fucking nattering at me.

and i keep saying, just let it go.

and he won't just let it go.

yet again, he pushed and shoved me over the edge and i ended up SHOUTING at him to shut up. and i don't shout. it's not my thing.

tobe: "fuck you!"
kate: "fuck you too."

parting of ways.

i have text messaged him to explain that, you know, just because someone doesn't agree with what you are saying, or do what you say, it does not give you the right to totally lose your mind on them. but apparently, he still seriously thinks that because i did not immediately order my sandwich when he told me to, i am a bad person.

hilarious.

hey you know what else i hate? being broke.

peace.