Females.

They are just too much sometimes… I like to make people feel better, but I don’t like to be a crutch for people.

Here’s an example of how girls are too much sometimes: We’re at a killer party at Jonah’s! Fucking kegger, beer pong, lots of socializing (Working at Guitar Center got me able to talk to anyone now). So I decide lets go jam, and I rally the troops. I even talked with Trey before about why we don’t go to the studio anymore; Heather, and missing equipment. On 2 occasions I had to rescue her from getting me kicked out of the place by running her mouth at Mexicans. So months later, I decide that I’ll give it a try. Bringing 3 people to the studio shouldn’t be a big deal. But no! As we get beer, Trey gets beer and Spicy Cheetos. But since he got Spicy Cheetoes with lime she threw the biggest tantrum I’ve seen in my life. Screaming crying, chasing her across parking lots, chasing them back to QT, all kinds of nastiness. So we cancel, and tell Trey that we don’t want to deal with Heather ever again.

Then there’s my woman.