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Exhausting week. Turns out firing Nueve incited a chain of bullshit since she's a trifling bitch. Paul fired his mom and step dad because they came home drunk last Saturday night after being out all night drinking with and talking to Nueve, who apparently spewed a whole bunch of lies about us and things that we were "supposedly" saying about them. Rumor has it, Paul's been badmouthing his mother calling her a whore, I'm spun out on meth, sleeping with one of Paul's friends, and also pregnant because I want to trap him, but keeping it a secret for now- at least that's what Nueve said to his mom, and she's pretty stupid so she believes it all, which caused a ginormous fight between Paul and I and his parents, essentially ending in him firing them from the bar and throwing them out of his house. So now on top of bartending 4 nights a week, I've also been getting up with Paul every morning at 8:30am and cleaning the bar before it opens and doing all the shopping for the kitchen. Turns out sleep is a luxury these days.

It's unfortunate it took something like that to make him get rid of his mom, but she and her husband had been living here at his house for a year and a half sponging off him and causing havoc at the bar, stealing things and all kinds of other crap. So it's actually good that she's gone.

Another good thing about all this is my buddy Troy has been working Friday nights with me bartending at the bar. That part's been good times.

I'm just tired of all the drama and rumors and bullshit. I never realized I was such a target until people I'd never even spoken to before started coming up to me while I was working with all kinds of comments like, "So apparently you're FUCKING your way to the top." or "You finally got what you wanted, now both his mom and Nueve are out of the picture." Such fucking bullshit. Up until the week before Paul fired Nueve, we were all friends. She's just bitter she lost her job because of stupid shit she was doing, so her only defense is to make up lies and try to form sides between the employees and the customers, and I'm an easy target because I'm the bosses girlfriend and I'm also an employee. It took about a week, but I finally feel like I've risen above the bullshit. With the position I'm in, people are always going to talk shit, add alcohol to that, and it just gets worse. The only person I care about in all this is Paul, and he knows the truth. In fact, our relationship hasn't even been effected by all this. If anything, it's only brought us closer together. So I guess you kinda have to laugh at it.

Anyhow. Today is my first real day off all week. Paul even snuck out this morning to clean the bar without waking me up so I could sleep in after working until 4:00am last night. He's the bestest. I've just been lounging on the couch snacking and playing my Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Chaos Bleeds game on the PS2 all afternoon. It rules. I've been waiting all week to start paying it. I just had to take a break because my thumbs are getting sore.