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She's great 95% of the time but when she's mad -- and she knows this -- she turns into an outrageous bitch. I can deal with a lot of my various friend's worst parts, but her nastiness really gets to me and when she gets like that I just want away from her as fast and possible and it usually happens when I *can't* get away from her -- like when we're in a stressful situation driving or something.

Because I've had a horrible week full of expenses, she and some other friends have invited me to come to their part of the world and spend the weekend. She's the one that I'll be staying with, though (and she's the one I'm most comfortable with) and we're in pretty much constant contact so I always know what is up with her. She asked me what she could do to help with my sky-high stress levels and I said "Can I not drive? I just really don't want to drive."

There's two reasons. First, it won't be relaxing to spent 3 hours on the highway to get there and back. Secondly, I'm looking at legal bills in my near future and I don't want to spend the $100 on renting a car gas when I can spent $20 on a round-trip bus ticket and then pay her for gas to come and pick me up. She said yes, absolutely, if htat would make me feel better.

Yesterday she told me that she was having trouble figuring out when to make this pumpkin pie she wants to make for the weekend. I felt this undercurrent of "I could work this out, but I have to go pick you up" about the whole thing. But she didn't expicitly say that and I knew there was a chance she wouldn't be working today and that the worry was moot, so I didn't address it.

Today, however, she DID find time to make the pie -- this pie is apparently of the utmost importance -- and had forgotten to thaw the pumpkin. I, still feeling like the root of her stress, said that I knew there was this pie I could get in Toronto, it's a super-special pie from a pie-dedicated bakery, and I could bring that.

I can't post what she said back to me because it's a string of *****'s but the gist was "I am not eating a pie from a bakery because I forgot to thaw pumpkin."

Just... *** in front of every noun and verb.

I'm probably being very sensitive because it has been such a rough week and because my stress level has been so astronomically high, but I felt like she'd slapped me and going to spent the weekend with her suddenly feels like about the worst option available to me, in terms of lowering my stress.

I know how to work through this, because we've been friends forever, but I also feel like if I talk to any of our friends about this they'd lynch her, which isn't fair, either. I just really, really wish she'd chosen to vent her spleen on someone else.