Yesterday, Megan and I talked about the amount of time that we spend together. This may sound weird, but I assure you, it was for a reason.
Often, many of her friends say things to me like, "Megan's always so busy with YOU now that she doesn't have time for me". My response to this is usually one of a stock nature, and I maintain it: If she decides to spend time with me, I can't really control that. It's a choice she makes on her own.
Nevertheless, we talked about it for a while and I basically vented my frustrations at being the "one to blame" for her friends' problems with her. She decided that she would make more of an effort to spend time with her friends, without me, which is cool. I certainly don't want her to lose any of her friends. That would be horrible.
I was at Megan's till about 1am tonight. After the Mary Constantine Dance Centre rental at Rocky, I went over to her house and we watched Class of Nuke 'Em High. It was a lot of fun. But I got tired pretty soon and I stumbled out of there a little after 1.
When I got home, my mom was pissed. Then she went to bed. It's funny, but the more my mom gets pissed at me, the less I seem to care. Ha!