so, fuck this weekend
desipte the fact that I got to watch my awesome son this weekend, I have offically fired the weekend.
You hear that weekend, YOUR FIRED!
my goddamned 75$ buspass got hosed in the wash, I was supposed to get paid on friday, but didn't (which means I'm broke as-a-goddamned joke) and I didn't get home until way late today.. oh, and one more thing.. My ex is seeing somebody new already.
I'm not upset about the fact that she's already fucking some other douchebag, but that I'm not. You know what I mean? I'm mad that she's able to move on so quickly while I get the luxury of waking up alone every morning, not having anyone to confide in, or to look forward to seeing. I'm mad at myself for not seeing the fact that she was done with us long before we were officially done and that she's got dick liked up around the block and I haven't gotten laid in 2 months. What a whore. Fuck that shit.
Maybe I shouldn't post when I'm drunk.
Monday can't come soon enough.
At least I've got Jack Daniels and The Wipers to keep me company tonight.