It isn't necessarily the activity, it's just that whatever activity it is gets shitcanned in favor of drinking three gallons of beer solo and waking up the next day a few hours late to give me a call that says, "Hey, I'm late." No shit, Captain Obvious. I used to try to organize wealthy divorced cougar hunts with these more-money-than-brains knuckledicks but they were too busy molding a couch cushion to their ass at home in front of a 96" plasma TeeVee.
Plans only work for people who are Type A-Type A enough to get out of bed. I need more Type A-Type A friends in my life.
Slackers don't make plans. Type A people make plans. Type A-Type A people make plans and actually follow through.
EX: Spinelust. I said, "Hey, I'm going to Chicago. You should come with." Her response? "[Let's do this motherfucker.]"
Booked the tickets the next day. Made it happen. That's what I like to see; people that grab life by the balls.
Last edited by Plan9; 11-21-2010 at 11:14 PM..
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