Work drama
I didn't realize kicking JB out would make work such a nightmare. He told one of his friends that he moved out because I was all strung out on coke and he couldn't take it anymore. Really?? Come on dude, just move on. He also said that one of my co workers was living with me (also not true). Then this week I hear that I went over to Marcus's house wearing only my nightgown but he wouldn't let me in cause his new girlfriend was there. I can't believe that shit! I guess I didn't realize how big of a douche he would be after I told him to leave. I was stupid and had him over one night and that's when I supposedly told him about me going to the ex'es place. Then I confront him and all he says is he doesn't talk to anyone at work. I pointed out that he talks to Anthony and that he knew he was over at my house. He didn't know what to say. I could tell people at work all kinds of true things about him. Like how he used to have sex with prostitutes and transvestites. But I won't because he's not worth the effort. I do miss getting laid but all the dick in the world isn't worth dealing with him.
Other than that things are pretty uneventful. I have an ear infection in both ears that won't go away. I have to go back to the dr this week because one of my ears was bleeding inside. They still hurt so bad after the antibiotics. I just want this shit to be over.
Living on my own isn't too bad. I've been sick so I just really sit around here doing nothing. I'm looking forward to nicer weather and starting a garden. Wow, I'm just full of excitement.
I joined the YMCA. I wanted to sign up for a water aerobics class but I don't want to get near water with my ear infection. One of the classes started today and I didn't sign up. I doubt anyone braved the snow to take the class so I'll just go next week. I also have an appointment with a personal trainer.
As far as my health is concerned I've lost 42 pounds. I feel better, but I still have a long ways to go. It's kind of nice being able to eat whatever I want. Not pig out on fatty shit per se, but being able to buy almond milk and fake meat without getting someone else regular stuff to compensate. I've also quit drinking and I feel better.
Sometimes I miss being fucked up. Because when I'm sober the same thing goes through my mind constantly. I can be taking a shower, washing dishes, doing whatever and I think about it. And it still hurts. I'm afraid I'll never find anyone as good as Marcus. I'm not even looking right now, but my chances of meeting guys is zero. The only places I go are Wal Mart and Dillons after work. So I guess maybe I could find a stockboy but that's about it. I'm not worried, I really don't want a relationship right now.
I quit going to the therapist. She was a judgemental bitch. I need to call the East office and see if they have any therapists with openings. I dont even know if there's a point in going to therapy. It seemed all I did was talk and I never got any advice. I know I'm not going to get cured overnight but how many sessions does a person have to go to before they see some results? So I'll give another person a chance but after that I'm through.
Other than that things are pretty uneventful. I have an ear infection in both ears that won't go away. I have to go back to the dr this week because one of my ears was bleeding inside. They still hurt so bad after the antibiotics. I just want this shit to be over.
Living on my own isn't too bad. I've been sick so I just really sit around here doing nothing. I'm looking forward to nicer weather and starting a garden. Wow, I'm just full of excitement.
I joined the YMCA. I wanted to sign up for a water aerobics class but I don't want to get near water with my ear infection. One of the classes started today and I didn't sign up. I doubt anyone braved the snow to take the class so I'll just go next week. I also have an appointment with a personal trainer.
As far as my health is concerned I've lost 42 pounds. I feel better, but I still have a long ways to go. It's kind of nice being able to eat whatever I want. Not pig out on fatty shit per se, but being able to buy almond milk and fake meat without getting someone else regular stuff to compensate. I've also quit drinking and I feel better.
Sometimes I miss being fucked up. Because when I'm sober the same thing goes through my mind constantly. I can be taking a shower, washing dishes, doing whatever and I think about it. And it still hurts. I'm afraid I'll never find anyone as good as Marcus. I'm not even looking right now, but my chances of meeting guys is zero. The only places I go are Wal Mart and Dillons after work. So I guess maybe I could find a stockboy but that's about it. I'm not worried, I really don't want a relationship right now.
I quit going to the therapist. She was a judgemental bitch. I need to call the East office and see if they have any therapists with openings. I dont even know if there's a point in going to therapy. It seemed all I did was talk and I never got any advice. I know I'm not going to get cured overnight but how many sessions does a person have to go to before they see some results? So I'll give another person a chance but after that I'm through.