Random shit

Not working makes me bored. My hours are so crazy that everyone is sleeping when I'm awake and it's boooooring. I haven't even been drinking for the past week and half.

I'm hanging out with my best friend tomorrow. Yay. She works a million hours a week so I hardly get to see her anymore.

Then I'm going to workout with the Ex tomorrow evening and use his house as a hotel for the night. He totally likes me...again. Part of me wants to play along and then when he really really likes me completely destroy him. Like revenge but tenfold. Then another part of me just wants to be happy with him and make him happy. I dunno.

I talked with the last roommate today. We're going out Wednesday night and I'm going to get trashed (even though Thursday is my moving day) because I haven't drank in so long. She told me she slept with the guy she's dating and they forgot?!?! to use a condom...so we'll see what happens.

Speaking of such things, the other night while I was engaging in coitus with the Ex he had the bright idea of splooging on my stomach. I wasn't really paying much attention at this point because I didn't notice that he had taken the condom off and I flipped out. "You weren't wearing a condom!!! What the fuck you fucking retard!" He played along for about a second until he realized that physical harm was about to come his way and then he showed me the condom he had used that was in his hand. Note to guys: it's not that funny.

I made all the arrangements for moving all my crap to my new apartment today. I love moving people-they make my life easier. That's the nice thing about making money; you can pay people to do the stuff you don't want to. Now if I could only make a bit more and hire myself a chef, a driver, and a stylist.