So, I picked Robby up from the airport. Which wasn't nearly as simple as it sounds. His plane arrived at 1pm. He called me every few minutes for the next THREE HOURS because he wanted to rent a car, but it cost 107$ and he only had 120$ to his name. So while I'm sitting at home, waiting for him to make a decision, he hems and haws, despite me offering to pick him up and take him somewhere while he continues to try to make this decision.

So at 4pm, he finally decides I should come get him. Which, since I'm only 20 mins from the airport isn't that big of a deal. But with him it is. He doesn't know what terminal he's at, and Orlando Airport is big, and the terminals are split into two, and there are different levels for arriving and departing. So of course, he shows up to departing flights, and I got to arriving flights, since, you know, he's ARRIVING.

Eventually I find him, and he's like, "Let's go to Target, I have a 25$ gift card!" So I'm like, fine. There's a Target down the street from me. So we go, and for a guy who only has 120$ and a gift card, he sure bought some useless stuff. He bought a box of Count Chocula, a package of Peeps, which he ATE IN THE STORE (although he did pay for the empty package at least), an Disney-brand cheese and apple snack, and a jacket that I never saw him wear. But he was running around the store like a mad man, and all the people working at Target were giving me sympathy looks. It was literally like I had a special needs person that I was taking on a field trip to Target.

So we get to my house, and I get my stuff for lunch, while he rummages through my kitchen asking for things. "Whose Twizzlers? Can I have one?" "No."

Then I drop him off at Animal Kingdom where he has to go to Color Coding (basically a re-assessment of our skills, dancing and animation), and he finds some girl to go home with, and I don't have to deal with him for 24 hours.

So he calls me at 9:30 last night, and I was getting ready for bed, and I'm in my PJ's and my hair's in pigtails, and he's like, "I was thinking I could crash at your place, but first I was thinking we could go to City Walk." So I'm thinking a bunch of his friends are going to City Walk and he wants to go, so I'm like, "Fine, let me get dressed. Try to find someone who can take you at least to my house since it's on the way to Universal. And he calls back and he's like, "I don't know anyone. I don't know who to ask." And I was like, "Well who's going to City Walk? Can't one of them swing by here?"

And he says, "Well no one else is going. I just want to go." His argument was that he didn't want to just fly down here on a whim and do color coding and one parade, and not go out." But he knew I was tired and in my PJ's when he called. So ya. So I decide to still suck it up, because I'm trying to be as nice as possible, since I was seasonal like him once, and I know how hard it can be when you don't know where you're going to sleep and what to do. Of course I also did whatever I could to make the people I stayed with's lives easier.

Anyways, so I drive 30 mins to MK to pick him up, and he's like "You'll love this place, it's just like Jellyrolls." I hate Jellyrolls. I really do. It's a dueling piano bar, and it's loud and crowded and the drinks are expensive since it's on Disney property.

So, long story short, we end up just going back to my place. Where he starts to put it on Family Guy, which I hate. So instead he puts on Borat. UGH. And I'm not enjoying it, and I'm telling him this and I'm saying why and he's like, "Okay, you can change it if you want--Wait this part is so funny!"

So I'm texting Allison, and he's like, "are you really going to sit there and text this whole time?" Which is hilarious because one thing I always associate with him is texting when you're trying to hold an important conversation with him. So. Then I tell him he's sleeping on the couch. Because originally, I was going to share my bed with him, but now I want him as far away from me as possible. So he gets a little miffed about that. And then, at 12:30am he realizes he never scheduled a pick up to the airport. So he starts calling, but of course the Mears shuttles don't pick up from my house, so he tries to call a Taxi, and I really should have let him pay 57$ for a taxi, but I'm a nice person, so I offer to drive him. AT FOUR AM.

It felt like that scene in Seinfeld where Elaine has this boy from upstate come visit her, and she learns she hates him, so when he has to get to his plane, she's like panicking because he can't miss his flight.

So I get him there and good riddance. I think I covered everything.

Oh, except the fact that he clogged up my toilet and I had to call maintenance to fix it. Yeah.

So that's the last time I extend hospitality to him.

Now I'm off to Not So Scary, where sometimes there's this Spare who I may have a bit of a crush on... :)