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this time, we’re doing it right…

Another day of not going to class. I did email Dr. Murphy and at least let him know. The Bros are having a kegger in the basement just below my room, in fact they are playing beer pong on a door lifted on two cinder blocks. I’m very annoyed if you couldn’t tell but I figure I have to wait until at least 1am before I call the police – the more people who get arrested the better in my opinion. Honestly, if they had asked or at least let me know they were having the party it would have gone over better with me. But having to find out from Traecy does not make me very happy. 

Tonight was lousy on the whole anyways. Starbucks if fucking pissing me off. I was supposed to have tomorrow night off because I have to work at Perishable but Laurie put me on anyway and I can’t find someone to cover. So I talked to Vanessa and she got Amanda W. to cover for me as the House Manager since I have to show up at Starbucks now or lose my job. Laurie fucking did it to me again for next weekend but I left her a nasty note highlighting where I’d requested the time off in writing in the book. Tomorrow I’d only verbally told her and she claimed she didn’t remember so I was responsible for the shift. Well next weekend this isn’t going down again because even if I need the money, I swear I’ll quit. Nobody else I know gets so much shit from their job, seriously.

Amanda drove me to work tonight when she came to drop off the laundry she did for me. Things between us are just weird. It’s just fucking weird. I walked to Starbucks so I could get numbers to try and find people to cover (this was before I talked to Vanessa and we got AW to cover). I told Ernie about us and KaRon too but it’s so hard because of people’s reactions. I doubt Amanda talked to Jenny about it – and honestly I don’t really care if she did or not. Jen is just so annoying these days and I swear if I have to take care of her one more time when she gets piss drunk I’m going to scream. 

img_0066Everybody was on edge because of the review from Monday night. Nicole basically got an awful review while the rest of the cast was highly praised. The thing is, the guy was right in saying that the play really isn’t about her. I think Meg intended it to be when she wrote it, but in actuality it’s about Patti and Alex’s characters (the Russian Mob) and not about

Agnetta (who Nicole plays). Vanessa I guess said this to her tonight which I’m sure went over extremely well – Nicole was just pissy the rest of the night and skipped some of her lines. The show actually went awful tonight but with a house of only 19 I guess it wasn’t a complete disaster. 

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Amanda basically ignored me all night, but I suppose that’s to be expected. She ripped her jeans in the crotch today (which makes this like the 6th pair she’s done this to – who the hell rips their jeans in the crotch?) so tomorrow we’re going to Torrid to get her a new pair that her mom is paying for. Friends do that right, go shopping together I mean. She’s coming to pick me up around 9am I guess. Hopefully I’ll sleep tonight with the banger just below. I popped a few Benadryls so I ought to be out soon. Medicated sleep blows but I think it beats not sleeping at all.

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I cleaned out my room last night. I blame the anxiety because I only clean when I’m upset. It looks really good though and it’s nice to be able to move around. Ever since Laura moved in, slowly every piece of furnature I own has made it’s way in here. I’m not altogether sure that I’m comfortable with that, but there’s not much I can do about it I guess. If I leave the stuff out, the dogs either try to eat it or piss all over it. 

So I just figured out that I can upload photos to my blog – my life might be made. It’s sad when it comes to that.

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EDIT

The paintings that are in the photos (the one of the girl in the blue dress and the one of the albums) are original works from my painting class last semester. The album painting is based on my living room wall.

And if you don’t think the room looks all that clean, then at least you didn’t see it before. 😀

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they tell me everything is alright…

The sound of E and Laura having sex in the room next door is sort of unnerving.  And then it’s a little awkward when I pick up my computer to leave and the door slowly opens, sees me leaving to go to my own room, and shuts again. It continues to be most uncomfortable for at least my party when I emerge from my bedroom in order to relieve myself before sleep and someone is in the bathroom washing their hands. Or something.  I don’t think of myself as a prude, I’d just rather not specifically hear what it is you do behind closed doors. Quite literally closed doors in fact.

I skipped my first class again today, the same one from Tuesday. I guess having crazy sex with Amanda (again?) is my excuse, except for the non-crazy part. She wanted to get high again today and I’m sort of curious if she think she needs to be high to have great sex, or if she likes being high, or if being high and great sex just seems to amplify the effects for her. I’m going to vouch for the latter. 

Her being high doesn’t always mean she’s better at having sex however. I mean it wasn’t awful but yeah, it’s been better. She’s just always rushing and I don’t know what the hurry is. I’d rather she made me beg for it actually because I feel like then I’d be guaranteed a good return on the investment, so to speak. God, saying that makes me sound awful. But then afterwards when we were cuddling, she got all upset at herself about it being lackluster. It’s not like she hurt me, although it was a tad uncomfortable briefly. She essentially she feels like shit over it and I feel bad as well, but only because she does. I’m too empathetic for my own good. 

I just noticed my bottom teeth are crooked. I also recently chipped a tooth. I need to stop biting my fingernails, I think that’s a key culprit, especially as to why the porcelain veneer didn’t stay the first time. Oh well, it’s distinguishing right? Amanda says I’m the only one who notices it, but there’s not much I can do now since I don’t have dental insurance anymore. 

Again, a new topic completely without transition, Tree. Who I cannot stand. Amanda and E discussed her this evening after I picked Amanda up from work. Laura agrees with me that the woman is a child predator working in that school. What kind of 40 year old woman goes out to dinner with her former students? She’s perpetually stuck in highschool (both literally and socially speaking). The woman graduated from Brown but she lives with her mother. She’s just fucked up, I can’t explain it. In fact, to top it all off, she hates my guts and no matter how nice I try to be to her she’s just rude. Laura and I have agreed it’s because she wants Amanda’s shit. 

I’m not sure what’s in store for the weekend. I’m opening at sbux sunday morning and Amanda’s driving so Saturday night plans seem out of the question. I’ve heard suggestions of a party here tomorrow but I’m not sure they can pull it together in time.