violently

I slept quite soundly last night with the exception of dreaming that my ex was being a shithead, and so I hung out with his best friend and told him all the shitty things Nick did, and so his friend said he would help me steal our puppy back. Haha.

I don't even want Apollo in real life, I would rather have Mallory back and she's living with some couple with a big backyard and a pond...unless Nick lied about that.

I am thinking he may have lied to me about a few things...like being on drugs, and what he was actually spending his money on and so forth. I mean yeah that's his business, but I get the feeling the whole truth was not told to me, and if you're gonna tell me something it better be the truth. I hate liars.

Anyway, 2 weeks.

Off to Santa Monica today, then work, then the gym, then more sleep. I am strangely tired still. Bleah.

Tell me how you're doing.