I fail at life

So this evening was rather interesting. The day went along with me feeling like I wasn't doing anything, although I had two classes and a quiz as well as work. After work, I went on a "date" with my current interest - it was just dinner and a movie, so I'm not sure if it was an actual date, but it was a good time. I borrowed my ex-girlfriend's car so I didn't have to have a taxi following me for the night. So I went to dinner, and then the movie (which started at 7:30 ish) and got back around 9:30. American Dreamz is a hysterical movie, I might add. So when I pull back into the parking lot, I run into my ex-girlfriend, who is throwing a fit. Apparently I had agreed to bring the car back at 6, and my ex had some place that she needed to be at 9. Therefore, she was royally pissed. I had no idea that I had agreed to bring the car back so early. It certainly would have been doable, but would have cramped the evening. Ugh. That really damped the evening. To top it off, I feel really bad about it. I mean, I was the one who borrowed the car, and then didn't return it. It's my fault, and I probably caused undue stress and complication to someone whom I'm actually friends with. Goddammit! Well, not much I can do about it now.

Crap. It would have been a very fun evening otherwise. Grr.


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