fat fat is an ungrateful little asshole...

god how will i regret this post, but walter was truly being an ingrate today. . .

peter and i are going out again, and for a moment, I couldnt remember why i hated walter so much. . . of course he had to remind me.

After the photo shoot i had over the weekend, walter came over to dirks place to hang out with miran before we head off to dinner. . .

it was a pretty bad day to begin with and having walter there was a pain enough, dirk and i were fighting, me and miran were fighting, it just wasnt pretty. and walter, as oblivious as a fetus, just hung around . . . miran completely ignored him and i kept his company . .

then at dinner, at moxies, dirk's front house manager gave everyone their free meals (minus app-y platter and drinks) and dirk insisted on giving them an extra large tip, which was a little big, but given the amount that was discounted, it was really great anyways . .

but 3 days later, at bubble tea, peter mentioned about the dinner thing and appearently, walter said that him and celia were complaining afterwards how the meal would have been just as normally priced. . . and he was seriously complaining.

devastated, i only made crappy attacks, he complained about the food, i said you said you liked it then. . . and it was lame and futile, i wish i was calm enough to just say ' well, i will make sure you never get another free meal again' because seriously thats what it comes down to, and if i want to be a little bit worst, i would just say 'you know walter, with you being so pleasant lately, i forgot why you were an annoying little bitch, but now i remember, you just can't be liked for too long can you?'

o the spirit of the stairway ...