good fucking god.

[fatrockstar]

If it weren't for my mother-in-law insisting, Garret would never do anything for his birthday (it's this Saturday). His brother wants to do something (it's his birthday too, yeah) and can't get any input from Garret. I asked G what he thought they were going to do and he said (god I could slap him): Probably go out for a drink and then come home.

Fine. FINE. Then I'll just go out by myself and leave him to it. I should have married someone more outgoing. I hate having to drag him around when I want to have fun away from the apartment.