Having things to discuss. Slightly pissed off, not in a good mood. And having to wait around for your reply doesn't make things better. You've things to do, so I can't really fault you on that.

Part of me wants to get drunk on Saturday and hopefully do stupid things that will get myself injured. Act irresponsibly once in a while. Just to give you a taste of your own medicine, and hope you change your ways.

That part of me also dislikes the fact that a dog of a couple is going for the same event too. In fact, all parts of me dislike that fact.

My patience has its limits