Yay to Real Friends; Nay to Mens

Flake and I made plans to have lunch last week for 1P.M. today, but she didn't call me to cancel. I called to check if it was alright for my hometown friend, Real, to join since Real was playing the day by ear and hadn't seen me in about a year. That was when Flake told me the news; she said she got called into work and would call me back; she might be in the mood for a movie. At 4:41P.M. Flake called to see what I was up to and by that point, (Real invited a friend of hers to have some coffee) the three of us were at Coffee Shop at Union Square. I asked her if she was at work and she said she was at home; she asked me if I checked out the times the movie was playing, to which I replied, "No, I didn't know what you wanted to see."
- I don't have access to the internet at home and I don't know what time the movies are playing... Do you want to reschedule?
- I would be able to do something next week.
- Let's touch base next week, then. I am going to do laundry so I have clean underwear tomorrow.
I felt bothered that she made plans with me and didn't seem to care she completely blew them off and was unapologetic... She earned herself some demerits today, a.k.a. she is working herself to the "write-off" list.
I have to say that I proclaim Real to be one of my best friends. She and I have a chemistry, understanding and standards that are extremely similar. Though we were friends late in high school and a bit after college, we managed to build our relationship through the years. We agreed to make tentative plans and enjoyed the casual easiness of the passing of our time together... I cherish our relationship, especially because there is no bullshit.
Of late, the man in my life has been indecisive, a trait I have never known him to possess. His indicision turns me off, demeans the meeting and continues to give me a mixed message... i.e. would seeing me be enough reason for him to travel to NYC or does he need an "ulterior motive" (shopping for something he's had his eye on)? I am sorry that my passion for people is so powerful that I cannot allow them to take back or revise plans upon which have been mutually agreed. Am I a stickler? Valuable relationships should be more smooth than troublesome or inconvenient, more natural than contrived... Why is it that basic events can be a waste of time and effort and give me such angst/drama?

Amish Pizza

Can I just say, "This pizza is daaammmmnnnn fine!" Here's my plug for pizza from the "Amish Market": Order a pepperoni pizza with basil, broccoli, tomatoes, zuccini and onions. Once you have it in your hands, sprinkle generiously pepper, garlic and crushed peppers. Yumm. E.... Yeah.

Crooked 10:37P.M.

Blackalicious. I just bought their blazing arrow album... I sit slouched in this office chair I found in the refuse closet. I am sure the crease over my belly button is deepening. I have spent the majority of the day alone, but not lonely. My mother worries and I was supposed to call her at 7. I will do so now. Her cell rings. I think I will end up in her voicemail and my father picks up. He passes the phone to my mother. I immediately get a call from Natasha. I have to call her back. My mother complains about paperwork - health insurance papers. She's telling me that my father is doing a photo project for his old medical mates from their reunion.

I like Wild Oats and Trader Joe's. Too bad they don't have any in the city...