Nov. 23rd, 2004

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Lister: Which would you rather sleep with? Wilma Flintstone or Betty Rubble?
Cat: Wilma. I'd sleep with Betty but I'd be thinkin' of Wilma.
Lister: This is crazy. Just plain insane.

Lister: She'd never leave Fred.

1 day, 12 hours, 51 minutes.
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OK, ready to kill my little sister.

Delaying picking her up last Friday by 2 hours? Annoying, but since she decided to use most of it getting stuff for our grandmother's birthday, I could let it go.

Magically inventing engagements on Sunday, Monday and Wednesday that she wants me to take her to without mentioning them to me until the last minute or after plans had already been made otherwise? Frustrating.

Delaying her pickup Monday night by 2 hours after I was already on the road to go get her, and then telling me I had to pick her up somewhere that was 45 minutes out of my way, plus another hour to actually get back home afterwards? Rather shitty.

Finding out that she has been promising rides to Thanksgiving dinner to people who may or may not have been OK'd by my grandmother (who is being nice enough to host) and not at all telling the person who will actually have to drive these people? Rather alarming and enraging.

Getting a call just now where I was told, "You HAVE to be at the house by 6:30 tonight so I can take my cat to the vet." was pretty much the icing on the cake. Especially since I just realized that there is no fucking way she can pay for the vet visit (and if the Vet's closed, she wants to take the cat to the kitty ER) and probably expects me to pay for this out of pocket from the money I'd saved for [ profile] skarlette's visit.

I was originally just going to ask my parents if they'd mind reimbursing me for some of the gas I spent this week.

Now I think this is going to be a bit more serious. Me getting her from City Year and her Americorps stuff was supposed to be doing her a favor. Not being an indentured servant or wallet, and certainly not for her to hide behind when she got caught in lying.
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So, after I put my foot down and said that I was not paying to take her cat to the ER, it apparently became a lower priority.

"Oh, I just decided to wait for the bus to Tuttle. I'll be there around...7? 7:30?"

Did I mention that when she called, I was already on the highway heading to Easton?

No. No I am not happy at all.

I really didn't want to do this, but I called my parents' cell phone and said we need to talk tonight about how Alison's been behaving. I'm tired of this, and it's time she felt some repercussions.
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Well, that's done.

Parents called. Spoke to them. They agreed that Alison's really been out of line. This is not what I agreed to help out with, and they're really not happy that she's been abusing my willingness to help.

My help will be going away, once they get home. At least for awhile.

Alison and I talked a bit when she noticed I was 'frustrated.' She agreed that this was 'Not how I planned to do things this week.' From how she said it, it sounds like she still intended NOT to stick to what we agreed to (I'd be picking her up right after I got off work, at one consistant place...) but that she didn't neccesarily intend delaying pickups and the pickup locations 2 or 3 times a night.


Because I poured a good bit of said frustration into driving, we did about 80 the whole way back, and managed to get to the house before the ER closed. I consented to taking the cat up there, since she was still worried about Brando.

Guess what? It's allergies. She's not critical at all, or at risk. Totally stabilized and the eye even looks better.

Funny, that.

They arranged for Alison to come up and get Brando a cortisone shot tomorrow.


26 hours, 41 minutes.

I vacuumed the downstairs when I got home, then my room. Need to change my bedlinens.

I was originally (back before it all went to hell) planning to do something nice for Alison and take her out to dinner tomorrow before I went to meet Lisa's plane.

Right now, I may just come home, clean the house some more.

We'll see.


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