WAGE~!

Today was the Halloween party thrown by Ser and Madame Buffington.

So, I, being my normal lazy and flaky self, whined via phone to get a ride, and ended up getting to their place with my requisite pot-luck offerings. Cheese, crackers, and cupcakes, a 20$ investment.

But hey, the cupcakes were on sale for 5.00, from 16.99, a value I couldn't pass up (apparently, they depreciate in value by 60% for being sold on the day after Halloween.

So, we get back to the place where the party is before the party starts, and it comes to light that pretty much no one is really ready for the party, and things need to be done. Cooking, decorating, etc.

I offer to help out with the cooking because I don't feel like decorating. Mistake on my part, as I ruined the deviled eggs.

Anyway. About this time, while I was puzzling out how to salvage ruining what I had offered to do to help, someone tells me in a condescending, "You can't do anything right," tone, that she'll do it, since it was obviously her idea to bring deviled eggs first.

Let me make something clear about this; this person is, in reality, quite probably my least favorite person in all reality. That probably means very little, because I make it a point not to dislike people whenever possible. Regardless.

She is the reason why I don't like furries. She emobodies every value of the 'bad' furry to exist, from the annoyingly shrill voice to the constant references to 'paws' and 'litter boxes' (since 'hands' or 'washrooms' are apparently unpronouncable to her). She is the most attention-whorish person I have ever had the misfortune to meet. She feeds off attention, and she doesn't seem to like me because I don't care. She is so self centered I hate myself just for being near her.

So I left the party.

Woohoo.

I was really looking forward to hanging out with friends, but I'm going to have to ask this now.

No offense, guys, but if Rose is invited to an event, don't offer to include me.

My options will be to either grow increasingly bitter by having to be near her, or decline as politely as possible. This is no snap judgement; I've disliked the way she's acted every time I've seen her. If she's a deeper person than the insipidly shallow persona she's demonstrated to me, she should really consider not acting the way she does.

This is not me saying that you should pick one of us to be friends with, this is me saying, as a friend, respect the fact that I don't want to be around her. I have no problem with being involved with you guys or doing things.

As long as she isn't there.

Ugh.

Well, my day is pretty much shot, now. Spent most of the morning getting psyched up for the party, and then couldn't go because someone annoyed me too much.

So, a quick message to all furries out there: I personally challenge you to be better people than her. I can't imagine it's hard. I don't personally know a single furry who bothers me at all, let alone as much as she does. But whenever I see or read internet discussions about 'bad' furries, she immediately comes to mind.

Now. I'm going to try and do something useful with my day.

No bets.