1 of my best friends invited herself to visit my roomate/other best friend, and he had an agrivating request of me. He asked that I find somewhere else to spend the weekend so he could be alone with my other best friend. Unfortunately, I'm a wolf at heart, I like few friends, but friends I would kill and even risk being killed for, so.... I don't really have any other friends to go see. I have a few, from days gone by, that I rarely see, as we've moved on, or work and social takes all their time. We own a bar fridge, and he offered to put it in my room for me, so I wouldn't have to leave my room except to use the bathroom. I declinded the fridge, as I didn't think I'd feel much like eating with overhearing my 2 best friends partying in the other room when I'm a prisonner in my own room, unable to enjoy my weekend with them. Then the real problem starts. My other 'roomate' thats staying here because he lives too far from where we all work 'misses his train' and I find out they are playing dnd, the three of them. So its ok for him to be there, but not me? And how do I know they didn't plan for him to miss his train? Its been a long time since I've felt this vast range of negitive emotions. I'll spare you the list, as I'm sure you can imagine, and this journal is long enough already.

PS I don't really blame my friend that invited herself. Its the other one I blame.