I initiated the breakup. The smart girl is spoken for. I had an amazing first night of freedom to make everything all better. I saw a great musician at the open mic night at the Berkley cafe, met an adorable 17 year old (yikes) who was after the musician dude, had habenero taquilla shots, went to the after party, got kicked out by the landlords because it was 3:00am, and came home to read my SG messages. I'm drunk and I didn't even spend a dime. The singer guitarist that Perla will love to hear, gave me his personal phone number. He's from Pittsburg, so It was the only way to reach him. I feel lucky. My friends for years will always be my friends for years. Raleigh is tight. Goodnight!

She really has only hungout with the dude from work, outside of work, this one time. It's really been nothing more than a crush, but the fact that I haven't met him, he is 35, and that she drove him home at 2:30 in the morning, AND feels like she didn't need to tell me what was going on ahead of time, just made me feel like she was disrespecting our relationship and my trust. I know that was a lousy sentence, but who gives a crap.
She kept assuring me that nothing happened, but it was the way she was witholding information that really pissed me off. She felt like she had every right, so I guess there is just no compromise. She says she won't start seeing him, but if she does, thats her deal now. And I'm ok with that. She just can't see where I'm coming from.