At the beginning of December, my ex told me that she got me a PS3. Used, but hey it's still a PS3. She got me one because I've been wanting one for a long while and what not, and I was about to buy one but she told me she had gotten me it for Christmas. Neato, I was looking forward to it because I knew present-wise Christmas year this year was going to be meh (I only got a hoodie).

She would bring it up every now and again and tease me about it, which is fine by me. So I get home yesterday and get an email from her reminding me about it, asking when I should go pick it up because she "wasn't feeling well" on Christmas Eve, which was originally when I was supposed to go pick it up. People get sick, it happens. I replied asking if today was okay and she was fine with that. Hel yeh.

So I just called her today to go ahead and confirm that she was home (how I would hate going to her house saying she would be there and have her NOT be there...), but much to my surprise (sarcasm on the surprise) she came up with a story! Supposedly she hid it in her little sister's closet, up high on some shelf or something and it magically dropped and broke. And according to her, she had bought it used from someone so returns are out of the question. Well, under regular circumstances that would have been really shitty. Oh hoho, but this, this is entirely different! For you see, something like this has happened in the past recently.

She called me up a couple months ago out of the blue. I didn't really mind it, whatever. We get caught up, she finds out I have a job and that I take the bus to work. She declares she has a bag of bus tokens she doesn't need and can give to me. So, being as stupid as I am, I went to pick them up. I get there, she pretends to go look for them in her room but to no avail. Excuse: "I probably forgot the bag on the bus." Okay, this would be fine if it actually made sense as to WHY she would have them on the bus. She had had them for a "loooong time sitting there collecting dust." Why would she suddenly go on a bus with a big ass bag of bus tokens and lose said big ass bag? This would have helped out big time, considering she said she had about 50 of them (and each one is $1.25). Okay, whatever right? Two weeks later she calls me again and tells me she got more. So again I go to her house and yet again the bag is mysteriously gone! Oh noes. So by this point I'm pretty aware of what was going on, but I didn't care, it's not like I wasted anything except time and patience.

But today took the fucking cake. Seriously, why not just straight out ask "Hey, want to hang out?" instead of lying to me about having shit I wanted just so I can pay attention to you? Does one have to resort to such petty means to have someone come give you a visit and hang out? Seriously. I remember why I broke up with her, reliable as a Mexican in front of Home Depot with a construction contract written with crayons huurrrrrr. Funny, because she's the only Mexican I've ever dated. The crayons are probably Rosecrans ones too (hated those fucking crayons as a kid).

Fuck man, I just wanted a PS3. I just wanted a PS3 ;_; Well at least now I can apply some chemo to my own personal cancer should it ever decide to appear again. This wouldn't be so bad if I actually had money to spend. Fucking Polly Pocket bullshit, I should have really just bought it when I had the chance to.

Labels: BAWWW, fail, RAGE, RL