So I have been busy...
Hey well this is a note to say that my court stuff is almost complete...so I think that that is the good news.
I have been moved into this place with the new roomies for a while now and I wish that they would invite me to play in at least one or two of the games they have going on constantly. I mean these guys expect to get jobs staying up all night drinking or playing RPG? Jesus, atleast our names aren't on the same lease. I don't give a shit as long as I can get to sleep, and don't trip over too many bodies when I try to go to work in the morning. But it does get on the nerves a little every now and then, especially when I get home to find 8 people in my living room, and I was hoping to have a beer and watch a movie. My gf is about to friggin' snap. She is a somewhat less tolerant person than myself, plus her ass is usually at home all day, so she deals with it a lot more than me. I just want to be able to enjoy my friends the way they were before they and my gf got at eachother's throats. I also want to enjoy my gf under the same requirement.
I have been under severe depression lately, but trying not to show it. Between not making enough hours to have my old Durango payments rolling in, so they will stop hounding me, and my rent, food, all my overdue bills, and trying to have a little fun in between, I am so much in the hole I can't even see the light. I just try to take it one day at a time, and only pay what I have to for now, but I am getting tired of the long commutes to and from work.
If I am lucky, it only takes me an hour and a half to get to work in the mornings, but it is at least two to three and a half hours home in the afternoons. I bought myself a bike for $20, but it is a 10 speed that only has 3 working speeds, a seat that makes the shower scene from American History X look more comfortable, and virtually no brakes. Oh yeah, and the tires keep going flat. I found out dust how bad the brakes were this morning as I took a flying nose-dive off of a curb and rolled up next to a car at a gas pump. that sucked, but at least I know how not to break a bone when I fall. Tuck and roll, baby.
Speaking of baby, I miss mine. She will be walking any day now I suppose. I still haven't recieved the pictures I was promised over two months ago. I haven't seen her since January. She was born last October...you do the math.
My family in Texas hates me, even when they deny it, and most of the people around here expect me to be the middle man in any arguement they have. I just want to get a ride and go out for an evening or weekend without everyone I know tagging along. Get out with a different crowd for a while. I am not saying I don't love my gf, it is just that my snuggly, huggly, lovey-dovey side is on overdrive, and my hard-bitten, adrenal, cynical side is giving me shit for not letting it breathe. Believe me, I feel claustrophobic again. I hate this feeling. I just want to be able to relax, but I can't seem to just let go.
I have been moved into this place with the new roomies for a while now and I wish that they would invite me to play in at least one or two of the games they have going on constantly. I mean these guys expect to get jobs staying up all night drinking or playing RPG? Jesus, atleast our names aren't on the same lease. I don't give a shit as long as I can get to sleep, and don't trip over too many bodies when I try to go to work in the morning. But it does get on the nerves a little every now and then, especially when I get home to find 8 people in my living room, and I was hoping to have a beer and watch a movie. My gf is about to friggin' snap. She is a somewhat less tolerant person than myself, plus her ass is usually at home all day, so she deals with it a lot more than me. I just want to be able to enjoy my friends the way they were before they and my gf got at eachother's throats. I also want to enjoy my gf under the same requirement.
I have been under severe depression lately, but trying not to show it. Between not making enough hours to have my old Durango payments rolling in, so they will stop hounding me, and my rent, food, all my overdue bills, and trying to have a little fun in between, I am so much in the hole I can't even see the light. I just try to take it one day at a time, and only pay what I have to for now, but I am getting tired of the long commutes to and from work.
If I am lucky, it only takes me an hour and a half to get to work in the mornings, but it is at least two to three and a half hours home in the afternoons. I bought myself a bike for $20, but it is a 10 speed that only has 3 working speeds, a seat that makes the shower scene from American History X look more comfortable, and virtually no brakes. Oh yeah, and the tires keep going flat. I found out dust how bad the brakes were this morning as I took a flying nose-dive off of a curb and rolled up next to a car at a gas pump. that sucked, but at least I know how not to break a bone when I fall. Tuck and roll, baby.
Speaking of baby, I miss mine. She will be walking any day now I suppose. I still haven't recieved the pictures I was promised over two months ago. I haven't seen her since January. She was born last October...you do the math.
My family in Texas hates me, even when they deny it, and most of the people around here expect me to be the middle man in any arguement they have. I just want to get a ride and go out for an evening or weekend without everyone I know tagging along. Get out with a different crowd for a while. I am not saying I don't love my gf, it is just that my snuggly, huggly, lovey-dovey side is on overdrive, and my hard-bitten, adrenal, cynical side is giving me shit for not letting it breathe. Believe me, I feel claustrophobic again. I hate this feeling. I just want to be able to relax, but I can't seem to just let go.