V-day is over. Hope everyone had as much fun as I did. Lydia and I just played it low. We got some pizza and a movie and just relaxed the whole fucking night. Since I have no money, I cut up red paper to look like rose pedals and made a path up the stairs to the bed. She loved it. We drank some wine and had a great time. I was..."sick"...the next day from work. Hey, if they want me to lie when I just fucking want a day off, then I'll fucking lie. I did this horrific sick call, which I hope they realize if fake. There is nothing they can do. I fucking hate my job and love to get them all pissed off.
Anyfuck, we are going to the opera tonight. Romio and Juliet. It got god awful reviews in the paper so tonight should be interesting. Sam, my roomate is in the show and said everyone was sick last week. I just think a lot of them have no talent. But, it should be a nice night out. We are going with the girls I hung out with in Europe.
Speaking of my roomate, I'm going to fucking put a shot gun to his head and blow his fucking head off real soon. He is driving me mad. We have been friends for a long time, but I just can't live with him. He grew up in a dirty, smelly, not pick up after yourself, pack rat family environment. He is gay and think because of that, he is not like them and is much cleaner then they. Not by much. He now has a real, good paying job and is involved with music. Not just in a fucking band but getting paid for it, like me. I got him into the opera, orchestra, choir jobs. So now, he says he is too busy to fucking clean, pickup after hiself, etc. Thats not gonna fly with me. I was pulling 24 credit hours in collage, working 35 hours a week, and working in music for the past 4 years. Now that i'm done with school, I'm taking it a little easy.. after by break down. DEAL WITH IT. He owes me money, does not pay the gas/electric bills I give him money for, his cat shit/piss/vomits everywhere, his room is a mess, he doesnt respect my belonging I let him use (ie, computer, tv, surround sound stereo system), he leaves lights on, he leaves dishes in the sink, and he drinks all of my booze. Now thats just stuff I rolled off my head at 5 am. while writting this.
Bitch, bitch, bitch...I'm done now...
FUCK!!!!!!
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Anyfuck, we are going to the opera tonight. Romio and Juliet. It got god awful reviews in the paper so tonight should be interesting. Sam, my roomate is in the show and said everyone was sick last week. I just think a lot of them have no talent. But, it should be a nice night out. We are going with the girls I hung out with in Europe.
Speaking of my roomate, I'm going to fucking put a shot gun to his head and blow his fucking head off real soon. He is driving me mad. We have been friends for a long time, but I just can't live with him. He grew up in a dirty, smelly, not pick up after yourself, pack rat family environment. He is gay and think because of that, he is not like them and is much cleaner then they. Not by much. He now has a real, good paying job and is involved with music. Not just in a fucking band but getting paid for it, like me. I got him into the opera, orchestra, choir jobs. So now, he says he is too busy to fucking clean, pickup after hiself, etc. Thats not gonna fly with me. I was pulling 24 credit hours in collage, working 35 hours a week, and working in music for the past 4 years. Now that i'm done with school, I'm taking it a little easy.. after by break down. DEAL WITH IT. He owes me money, does not pay the gas/electric bills I give him money for, his cat shit/piss/vomits everywhere, his room is a mess, he doesnt respect my belonging I let him use (ie, computer, tv, surround sound stereo system), he leaves lights on, he leaves dishes in the sink, and he drinks all of my booze. Now thats just stuff I rolled off my head at 5 am. while writting this.
Bitch, bitch, bitch...I'm done now...
FUCK!!!!!!
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