I'd rather have a kiss, but text will do for now
12:12 a.m. | 2006-09-23
Okay, what to make of this?
[23:00] Him: Ugh, too tired to go out
[23:01] Me: lol
[23:01] Me: busy day today?
[23:01] Him: Sorta, just no desire to head out and hit the town in any meaningful way
[23:02] Him: And with that, I'm turning in--good night, Veronica!
[23:02] Me: good night
[23:02] *** "He" signed off at Fri Sep 22 23:02:31 2006.
He signs on just for that. To say good night. Sweet right? I guess. I dont know. Im ticked off by it and at the same time kinda comforted.
So there's one more week before my "roommate" moves out. She's been here since before the cruise, and it's been this love/hate thing for me. Im glad to have a roommate, I miss the company, plus she has a cat, a good cat. So I am happy with that, I will be sad when she leaves. However, the used food and spices that she NEVER replaced, the not cleaning most of the time and attitude that I got were not cool. The place is constantly junkie, and she over uses the electricity and the diswasher. I hate it. How you use an entire thing of season salt, I dont know.
The entire thing has been a lesson in pettiness. I cant tell when I am being extremely petty, or when it's time to stand up and say, "Oh HELL no!". I have issues with that. That's why I try to avoid certain situations, but being the nice friend that I am, I couldnt help but get involved. And I know she needed help that she will pay me back for it soon enough. But there is a good kicking myself in the ass feeling coming with the electric bill.
I suggest: Bar crawls are best when you switch up your poisons. Start with Bacardi Lemon and Sprite (my "clear" rum and coke) then be glamourous with Cosmos. Finish off with Black Russians cuz you wanna be chic.