jen

I went grey there for a few hours. Oops. Way to drop the ball on that one.

So I never really realised how much JUNK I own until I started to pack to fit into a one bedroom apartment. Most everything went into a garage sale this morning (and sold for dirt cheap). I want to be minimal, but ofcourse, I still have tons of shit I just can't let go of. Ah well, I tried.

I bought a copy of the South Beach Diet, and hopefully its something I can stick to when I'm living on my own. Living with my ex was terrible for my diet, he used to bring home fast food and junk all the time after I specifically asked for that NOT to happen. But this time I'm on my own, left to my own devices and outside of temptation. Living on my own is going to rule.

(This is the part where I get ranty because nobody I know irl reads this, and I just need a place to vent).
Also, I know I shouldn't really be upset about this but I am totally livid. I phoned the ex's place to talk to him, his dad answered and said he was "out with his new girlfriend." What the fuck? We broke up, seriously, probably like a week and a half ago. Out of a three year relationship that was easily heading toward marriage. Why did he feel the need to give me this information? Does he tell this to everyone that phones for him? If he was just making out with someone, I wouldn't have given a shit... I would be hypocritical to say otherwise. But a relationship? Already? It hurts a whole fuck of a lot even though it shouldn't. I could be wrong here though, maybe I should just stop caring.