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Jun. 8th, 2008 12:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
commotiocordisI'm just so done with this whole Shakespeare birthday thing. Whatever. Screw it. I don't give a damn whether you've got something else to do or not (though, erm, since the other parties that are poaching my people aren't so much time sensitive--Shakespeare ends at the end of this week--as worthless excuses to get drunk, maybe a little damnage given), but will you fucking tell me and not just let me sit here checking my mail every 10 minutes over the past week or so so that I can figure out if I need to pack a whole bunch of shit and drive downtown (either waiting for you at my house to carpool or not, another thing I was supposed to be told) and otherwise upend my entire daily schedule for a birthday party that it appears that nobody cares about going to.
The number of people who have decided to just ignore me rather than RSVP with a negative because they've already said that they'll go to one of aforementioned (presumably) drunken parties is really goddamned frustrating, because I've sent out. . . at least 4 emails by now, all trying to work this schedule thing out, finally offering to go two days so people could show up to one or the other, and I still have heard back from all of 3 people (out of maybe 15) as of 30 seconds ago. Again, I don't care if you want to go do something else (*lies* Kay, there's a certain amount of miffage because it's my fucking birthday party, and you'd think that maybe it'd be worth shifting your schedule a tiny bit), but I can't do anything else until I figure out if a bunch of people are going to show up at my house at 4:30 or not, so if you could drop me a line? Kthx.
Now I've got to decide when I'm going to the gym, because it's got to be earlier than the Shagspeare due to above fiasconess and earlier enough that I've got time to grab food and games and such to drag down there (though with the potential for only one person, not like that'll be hard) but I so don't feel like going yet as I'm tired and afraid that I'm getting sick (cursed gland swellage and headaches that I thought were allergies yesterday aren't going away). *sigh*
The number of people who have decided to just ignore me rather than RSVP with a negative because they've already said that they'll go to one of aforementioned (presumably) drunken parties is really goddamned frustrating, because I've sent out. . . at least 4 emails by now, all trying to work this schedule thing out, finally offering to go two days so people could show up to one or the other, and I still have heard back from all of 3 people (out of maybe 15) as of 30 seconds ago. Again, I don't care if you want to go do something else (*lies* Kay, there's a certain amount of miffage because it's my fucking birthday party, and you'd think that maybe it'd be worth shifting your schedule a tiny bit), but I can't do anything else until I figure out if a bunch of people are going to show up at my house at 4:30 or not, so if you could drop me a line? Kthx.
Now I've got to decide when I'm going to the gym, because it's got to be earlier than the Shagspeare due to above fiasconess and earlier enough that I've got time to grab food and games and such to drag down there (though with the potential for only one person, not like that'll be hard) but I so don't feel like going yet as I'm tired and afraid that I'm getting sick (cursed gland swellage and headaches that I thought were allergies yesterday aren't going away). *sigh*
