Friday, May 14, 2010

melted ice cream

wow, I really only complain on this thing, don't I. Oh well, no one is reading anyway.
I am mad for the dumbest reason. I asked A to go and get me a sugar-free, fat free frozen yogurt cone, with sprinkles, of course. I told him specifically it didn't matter what flavor it was, as long as it was sugar free. We have this place around the corner that *almost* always has this. He comes home over 30 minutes later and said he had to go all the way downtown to a different place, because the close place didn't have anything sugar free. The cone is a melted puddle in a cup, and to top it off, it's not sugar free anyway. So, what was the fucking point? He said "all they had was butterscotch in sugar free" Yeah, ok. I told you it didn't matter what flavor. So, currently the sloppy, nasty cup of fat free yogurt that I can't eat is in the freezer, and he is enjoying his MONSTROUS cup of ice cream. Nice. Thanks for fucking playing.
I know I sound like an ungrateful bitch, but come on, I asked ONE thing from this trip, and he basically ignored it. Awesome. Really.
Ok, I guess that's the end of my speil. End Scene.

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