Maybe the weed is just making me paranoid, but my roommate got all pissy about it. Apparently I completely fucked over his plans for the night, and arguing with him about it isn't exactly a fun way to spend my high. I was supposed to tell him where they were supposed to meet up, and I forgot where... maybe if his friend wasn't such a cheap motherfucker and got himself a cell-phone... but I digress. It's just not like me to forget stuff like that, but it's happened a few times lately. Forgetting the name of my cousin's best friend put me in an awkward spot just a few days ago, causing my uncle to go into full-on Outrage mode about how I should know things like that and that I'm a terrible person... So I asked him the name of my best friend and that just pissed him off more because he didn't know and I proved that he was a fucking hypocrite. This hasn't been a good week...