grind grind grind

okay, so it is 12:48 and I have just recalled that I was supposed to call back Britney (ex-W.) this evening to hang out. I am terrible. My plan making skills are at an ultimate low...
well, actually i am pretty alright at making plans... but the follow-through? ....apparently that is the one that sucks.
lauren napped this evening from a day of drinking with her aunt. i ran my errands and did my thang. but waiting to long for a stomach ache to pass, followed by cleaning the bathroom (like i had promised days ago)... took way longer than it should have to jog my memory that i was supposed to call her.
Now this Britney character is leaving to BC to live with her mom and the dogs that she trains, in the next week. I think its in the next week? Blah, i feel like a bad friend for being so shitty with hanging out with people.
I mean, its true.
Lately (umm... definitely no less than a year) I haven't been wanting to go out. Been to Gio's a few times here and there (once in the past month... and one other time a several months before that)... but I havent found the drive to go and get my ass out.
I guess I am down and out because of the events in the past five months.
I have been in a dead-lock battle with the landlord "Steve".
[apologize to anyone named Steve]... but now the name makes me incredibly pissed off when I hear it.
I am sick of re-telling the story and saying the same words again.
But the key words of the story are Human Rights Commission, Tenancy Board, and don't fuck with CJ.
Enough said.