Saturday, Jul. 16, 2005 - 8:33 p.m.
Good gods...what a weekend already. Last night I tried my damnedest to break up with Thomas...I couldn't handle the long-distance relationship thing, as well as certain more personal issues. He spent roughly ten hours and several bottles of Jameson to trick me into staying with him indefinately. I was of the opinion that he had agreed to take me with him to Houston, but that is apparently still up in the air.
First thing this morning, we were awakened by telephonic shouting plus endless ringing of said phone...My roomate Monica apparently went insane, and refused to pay this month's rent, two weeks late, and announced her intention to move out immediately. My landlord did not take this kindly, nor did I...Thomas saved the day by speeding across town to grab his checkbook, but the long and short of things is that I have no roomate and need to move out by September 1. Thomas is leaving for Houston September 15. I have no idea where this relationship is going, nor where I'm going. I am, however, taking a day off from panicking.(sp?)
I am still hungover from last night, exhausted, and emotionally wrung out.
And then I had to deal with family drama/melodrama in a long phone conversation with my sister. I am at the end of my rope, my friends, and ready for eighteen hours or so of uninterrupted sleep.
Thomas and I are going to watch a movie, then go to bed. I will post again on the morrow, hopefully with some sort of insights and/or resolutions.
If any of y'all have any ideas or suggestions as to what Thomas and I should do in re:our future together, if we have one, send me an email...I could really use the input. You all haven't led me astray yet...keep up the good work.
