Good morning again!
I just woke up and if I'm lucky, my roommate didn't sneak her boyfriend in the house in the middle of the night. After they left yesterday, I had to go to my pool league. I hated leaving the house alone. And then Payton was so upset when I started to leave that I finally just let him come with me.
He's been so depressed or sick or something since I got home. When I started to open the door, he didn't bark and then it took a moment for him to see who I was. He's been slightly lethargic. I don't have the money to take him to the vet and this is driving me nuts. But, I took him with me last night anyway. He had to wait in the car but he likes that. He'd rather wait in my car than wait at home.
I popped out every so often to visit him in the car, bringing him water and a hamburger. When we got home, we were both so tired we just went to bed.
Oh, I left out the entire part of my evening that happened INSIDE the league. I shot fourth out of 5. My team was getting romped. We lost the first 2 matches and then one of the other really good players on my team wonthe third match. Then, it was my turn. I KNEW I was going to lose because my ranking keeps going up and that means that I don't have so much of a handicap anymore. The guy I shot was ranked one above me. That made it a race to 2 for me and 3 for him.
He won the first two matches and I was getting ready to lose. After he won two, the only way that I could win was to beat him twice before he beat me once more. The third game was going along OK, I had a chance to win but the guy sunk his last 2 balls (mine were already sunk) and all that was left was the 8 ball. He scratched on the 8 so I won that game. Then, I won the next game on my own and the match was mine. I was quite pleased after being so sure that I would lose. Anyway, I won last night in a close match and after I had gotten myself a couple of games down.
Back to the roommate, I have no idea if her boyfriend is in the bedroom with her and I'm not going to play games anymore. I'll be perfectly pleasant to her just in case she didn't want him to be here. He's really, really manipulative and she's quite young so who knows how she felt about this. She might have wanted him to leave. Anyway, she paid her rent last month, he didn't. She asked if I would mind if she had a friend visit from out of town for a few days. I told her that would be OK but it never occurred to me that he would never leave.
Now I'm so screwed financially that there is no way I can afford to support some lazy ass bum who takes cash from his girlfriend, uses my house to live and shower in and stays all night to get sex from some sweet young lady who is too naive to notice that he's using her. Damn, I have truly screwed up. I hope she's so mad that she leaves at this point. As Sol said, (I think it was Sol), I'd rather live in my car.
Remember how I said that I was a sucker and that I would order stuff from door to door salesman knowing that Rick would cancel it later? Well, Rick wasn't here to kick that dude out so I had to do it. I was worried that I would be too nervous to confront the dude. But, I was far too angry to back down. Plus, thank God for xanax, I wasn't at all nervous.
My only surprise today would be if they open that bedroom door and he walks out. If that happens, I'll call the cops. I wanted to yesterday because if I come home from vacation and there's someone in my house that I don't want there, I need to have the cops remove him before they try to tell me that he needs to be evicted.
Well, yesterday was my "I just got home from a week out of town and all I want to do is relax" day. Today I don't have that excuse. I need to act like my house is a mess and I have errands to run. I'll be back after a while...see ya!
:)
ROOMMATE UPDATE: I just got an email from my roommate that said this:
So I don't know what's going on or what happened, I really don't care. It isn't my business so much, I am moving out at the end of August though, I don't want to discuss it or know anymore about it. I'm moving at the end of August though.
That was the entire email except for where she signed her name.
I just woke up and if I'm lucky, my roommate didn't sneak her boyfriend in the house in the middle of the night. After they left yesterday, I had to go to my pool league. I hated leaving the house alone. And then Payton was so upset when I started to leave that I finally just let him come with me.
He's been so depressed or sick or something since I got home. When I started to open the door, he didn't bark and then it took a moment for him to see who I was. He's been slightly lethargic. I don't have the money to take him to the vet and this is driving me nuts. But, I took him with me last night anyway. He had to wait in the car but he likes that. He'd rather wait in my car than wait at home.
I popped out every so often to visit him in the car, bringing him water and a hamburger. When we got home, we were both so tired we just went to bed.
Oh, I left out the entire part of my evening that happened INSIDE the league. I shot fourth out of 5. My team was getting romped. We lost the first 2 matches and then one of the other really good players on my team wonthe third match. Then, it was my turn. I KNEW I was going to lose because my ranking keeps going up and that means that I don't have so much of a handicap anymore. The guy I shot was ranked one above me. That made it a race to 2 for me and 3 for him.
He won the first two matches and I was getting ready to lose. After he won two, the only way that I could win was to beat him twice before he beat me once more. The third game was going along OK, I had a chance to win but the guy sunk his last 2 balls (mine were already sunk) and all that was left was the 8 ball. He scratched on the 8 so I won that game. Then, I won the next game on my own and the match was mine. I was quite pleased after being so sure that I would lose. Anyway, I won last night in a close match and after I had gotten myself a couple of games down.
Back to the roommate, I have no idea if her boyfriend is in the bedroom with her and I'm not going to play games anymore. I'll be perfectly pleasant to her just in case she didn't want him to be here. He's really, really manipulative and she's quite young so who knows how she felt about this. She might have wanted him to leave. Anyway, she paid her rent last month, he didn't. She asked if I would mind if she had a friend visit from out of town for a few days. I told her that would be OK but it never occurred to me that he would never leave.
Now I'm so screwed financially that there is no way I can afford to support some lazy ass bum who takes cash from his girlfriend, uses my house to live and shower in and stays all night to get sex from some sweet young lady who is too naive to notice that he's using her. Damn, I have truly screwed up. I hope she's so mad that she leaves at this point. As Sol said, (I think it was Sol), I'd rather live in my car.
Remember how I said that I was a sucker and that I would order stuff from door to door salesman knowing that Rick would cancel it later? Well, Rick wasn't here to kick that dude out so I had to do it. I was worried that I would be too nervous to confront the dude. But, I was far too angry to back down. Plus, thank God for xanax, I wasn't at all nervous.
My only surprise today would be if they open that bedroom door and he walks out. If that happens, I'll call the cops. I wanted to yesterday because if I come home from vacation and there's someone in my house that I don't want there, I need to have the cops remove him before they try to tell me that he needs to be evicted.
Well, yesterday was my "I just got home from a week out of town and all I want to do is relax" day. Today I don't have that excuse. I need to act like my house is a mess and I have errands to run. I'll be back after a while...see ya!
:)
ROOMMATE UPDATE: I just got an email from my roommate that said this:
So I don't know what's going on or what happened, I really don't care. It isn't my business so much, I am moving out at the end of August though, I don't want to discuss it or know anymore about it. I'm moving at the end of August though.
That was the entire email except for where she signed her name.
posted by Meg Kelso | 6:02 AM
2 Comments:
I sure hope that Payton feels better soon! And that the skeevy guy isn't doing something mean to him... And that the Skeevy guy leaves before the end of August!
That dude is gone...for now anyway. Payton hasn't barked since I got home and he always barked before. He would bark at appropriate times like I trained him to. Now I'm trying to get him back into doing that. I have no clue why he's acting like this but if I find out that the freak was mean to my dog, I will be more dangerous than the army ever taught him to be, I promise you that.
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