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I’m fucking pissed off.  I want to lie so badly that I can’t stand it.  It’s not even a BIG lie either.  It’s a tiny shifting of the truth for a perfect alibi.

Let me explain but here’s the cliff notes version:  I went to burning man with a friend I’ve known for about a year but never really traveled with and while burning man was a complete and total success, the trip was a disaster.  I will never travel with that friend again.  He was such a neurotic person to travel with that I REALLY don’t want to see him for a long time.  I’m supposed to pick him up from the RV place after he drops it off and give him a ride home but I don’t want to drive to fucking Hawthorne in rush hour traffic.  I don’t want to see him and I sure as hell don’t want to hear him open his stupid mouth and say stupid things from his stupid mind!  Fuck!  I had the perfect excuse to flake out this morning too because when I woke up this morning I had a flat tire.  I got it fixed immediately but all I would have to do to get out of this goddamn task is a slight, insignificant shift of time as to when the flat tire happened and I’d have the perfect excuse not to go see this guy!  Nature you big friggen tease!  The problem is that even a small shifting of the truth = lying.  Goddamnit!  I guess I’ll just say that I can’t pick him up (the truth) and will pay for a taxi.  We’ll see how this goes…