I can not find my keys.
The party was a bust.
My feet hurt.
So I return home to find Taji greeting me at my door.
Grunt. Eye Roll.
I come into my room and kick off my shoes, just for him to tell me I was not gone long. Apparently, I was not gone long enough for his taste. Apparently, two and a half hours is not long enough to bang my roommate and piss your territory.
Am I mad at Taji? No. He is one of my best male besties. I am mad at myself for thinking I would be cool with this. I get highly uncomfortable when a man, friend or foe, is in my space. And sure, he is in Connie's room, but it doesn't matter, because it's still the house I am living in for the time being.
It is one something in the morning. He still is not gone. I am sitting here, earphones in, listening to the love below on high, wishing upon a star that he is gone when I wake up. If not, I'm sorry, but I think that I will have to begin Operation Hateration. I hope it doesn't come to that.
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Saturday, October 2, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Blah Day
I am already sad that I have not heard from New Boy. On top of that, I woke up every ten minutes last night because my sinuses are draining. Then, Connie has asked me to clean the bathroom which I truly do NOT want to do.
As I mope through the house sipping on tea I am literally deafened by the self-pity orchestra of violins playing in my head. I just want to roll up in a ball and watch Youtube but of course, I can not, because I have to clean the bathroom.
To add insult to injury, Curious hit me up last night via text. He simply wanted to know what I was up to and when he could come see me. You know, I am BEYOND unimpressed. 1, he has been asking when he can come see me...just come! 2, I feel like I get sent the same old text every two months from this guy. 3, I am just over it. Over. It.
I am hungry. I want to fry myself some chicken but it is so frozen that I will probably have to have it for dinner instead of lunch. The only way my day could be anymore blah is if someone just randomly walks over and steps on my foot. Be right back, I have to refill my tea mug.
As I mope through the house sipping on tea I am literally deafened by the self-pity orchestra of violins playing in my head. I just want to roll up in a ball and watch Youtube but of course, I can not, because I have to clean the bathroom.
To add insult to injury, Curious hit me up last night via text. He simply wanted to know what I was up to and when he could come see me. You know, I am BEYOND unimpressed. 1, he has been asking when he can come see me...just come! 2, I feel like I get sent the same old text every two months from this guy. 3, I am just over it. Over. It.
I am hungry. I want to fry myself some chicken but it is so frozen that I will probably have to have it for dinner instead of lunch. The only way my day could be anymore blah is if someone just randomly walks over and steps on my foot. Be right back, I have to refill my tea mug.
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