Why, oh why, am I not surprised...oh wait, it's because this has happened so many times I have lost count...

Erich said he had an impromptu play practice and then he had to work on a paper last night.

Turns out, he lied to my face again.

He went to the play.

And he wonders why I dont trust him, at all?

And the kicker, the best part?

He doesnt think he did anything wrong. I mean, it wasnt like he went with someone. I mean, forget the fact that he lied. Unless he went with someone, I apparently cant be mad because it means he did actually do anything wrong. Funny...my parents taught me that it was wrong to lie. Period.

Congratulations Erich, you have lied to my face one too many times. I am tired of being lied to, so why dont you just not talk to me. I told you the lies would stop one way or another, and apparently the only way they will stop is if you dont speak to me.

You have lied to me so many times that you dont even think they are lies anymore. I mean, hey, it wasnt a lie. You read a couple lines of your script while you were waiting, and you are writing a paper about Mormonism and the play was written by a Morman...so...it wasnt a lie.

You keep telling yourself that, you liar.

I hope it was worth it.
Dont worry, I am moving away soon.