My new life-sort of

So I'm in Colorado right now-and have been for the past month. I'm living with a guy that I was renting a room from. I'm no longer paying rent, which is nice. I guess we're kind of dating. I mean, we're fucking and we spend 80% of our time together, but it's only temporary. Colorado is alright... Not somewhere I'd want to live.

I did get a job at a strip club here, but I decided not to work. The club seemed weird and oddly pretentious. They had a pretty strict dress code for the dancers and the manager/owner kept stressing how they try to keep it a 'classy' club. I was just like get over yourselves, it's a fucking strip club-we grind dick for money-it's not classy. Plus I didn't want to buy a bunch of new non-strippery outfits.

I'm still drinking pretty heavily. One thing I like about this guy is that he drinks with me. It's fun to be able to drink with the guy you're dating. He also doesn't talk about philosophy and spirituality non-stop.

I did call the ex the other night. I was a bit drunk and me and my (roommate, fuckbuddy, boyfriend, whatever) had gotten into a bit of a fight so I decided I was going to go out and party. Well, I still don't know my way around very well so I ended up in a parking lot of a shopping center. I decided to call the ex to get some perspective on men because I don't really get them. We talked for a bit and I realized that my feelings for the ex have completely evaporated. Yay for that.

I just paid my taxes, and that's always a bit painful. Happy birthday Uncle Sam.