I have never been one to be into Karma. But yesterday changed that for me. Karma bit Rob right in the arse. And ya know what it felt good.

The story goes a little something like this. Rob had planned to go to Clevedon Gun Club day ages ago as it is only held once a month. I said fine, great go for it and enjoy but please just this once can you be back by 1pm so you can watch the kids and I can go to town and study? Sure he said. 1pm rocks round and no Rob. I text him and he says he has had a go but it hasn't finished yet - told me all this stuff he was listening to from the old boys there. Each hour comes and goes and bring no Rob. I get shitty. No shitty is not the right word. I get down right fucked off. I say to him but you've had a turn doesn't that mean you can leave? He says there is more shooting opportunities. I say this is unfair as you had agreed to be home by 1pm. Now ordinarily this wouldn't bother me but I have to study this week. I have 3 more exams. Anyway he flicks me a text at 4.40pm saying "don't spose you want to pick me up from X" like not even asking nor being polite about it. I reply with "no I don't", he says "ok see you Monday", I say "ok", he says "i'll eat your chocolates (I gave him money before he left to buy me some) as I dun have anything else", I say "ok i'll take it out of your money next week" and that was it. About an hour and a half later he turns up home. His legs stretched and his body exercised. I felt so damn good that karma bit him in the arse when I needed it to. I was relying on him and he let me down. Again. If he can't do for me then I won't do for him.

Anyway today he had told me last week he was spending working. So I organised his mum to watch the kids. He doesn't work.

The boy needs to get over his selfishness. It is so fucken bad. And the worst thing is that he knows it. Yet he is too selfish to do anything about it.

Vent over. Bed time. Ciao.