After bitching and complaining about not wanting me to go out tonight, my sister invited Greg over after spending all night on AIM. Now that she's single they're probably downstairs hooking up. She fought with me and screamed at me and actually made me cry.

My grandmother spent all afternoon criticizing me. She's old and she has the beginning stages of Alzheimer's and I should be sympathetic and understanding. However, being old and losing your mind is not a free pass to be a bitch.

By the time I called Chris back about having a drink tonight, he didn't answer his phone. So I sent him an email apologizing for not calling him earlier and telling him about how crappy my day was and wishing him a fantastic night doing whatever.

I'd call Mac, but this whole being friends thing is so weird and whatever. We hung out two weeks ago, and he said he'd call, and he hasn't. Which in and of itself doesn't really bother me, because that's his thing, not calling. And I don't want to call him and be like, I'm lonely and unhappy and I miss John and I'm stressed out etc. even though he said to call whenever I just want to run away screaming. Yeah, I want to run away screaming, but I don't want to depend on him to be the knight in semi-shining armor all the time.

John's on AIM and stuff but at this point my mood is completely shot so I don't even really want to talk to him. Which just really makes me feel like a bad girlfriend.