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having 2nd thoughts about moving. jesus gawd! but i drive out friday so i guess it’s a done deal.

aw, man. i think i’m catching a cold. i feel yucko.

i have my baby-duke back. he sleeps with me and is happy when i come home and runs funny and jumps funny. he’s the best pooch in the whole wide world. i love him and can’t believe there was even a thought of putting him to sleep.

-saved my pooch.
-got closure i needed with the ex.
-realized a true and genuine longlasting friendship with rob.
-have a family that loves me.
-moving to a city i love.
-excited about life again.

isn’t that swell?!

i was awakened by this text message the other day;

"Ur getting closer but I need u 2 b next 2 me."

for a second i wished it were for me. then i was scared that it was for someone else accidentally sent to me from someone that i wanted to send it to me. i called the number it was from and a woman’s voice answered and we realized she sent the text to a wrong number, me. it was a sweet moment of seaking a peek into a special moment of happiness in a stranger’s life.

ok…so i can be a little melodramatic. everything’s still kinda the same but i’m not feeling so sorry for myself about it. things will work out the way they’re supposed to. and i’m gettin busy on making things happen. about time huh?

recap of some recent experiences in LA

before -
i met a cute boy on the internet who lived far away, but seemed dreamy and looked hot in his picture.
after-
he sent his real picture after months of talking.

before-
i was living in a decent place for cheap rent in LA
after-
i’m being forced to relocate. i was given a 60 day notice to vacate because my roommates were fist fighting in the living room. my roommates are girls.

before-
i met a great guy and started getting really close and attached for once.
after-
it’s not gonna happen.

before-
my baby-duke, was living it up with brad.
after-
brad just let me know that duke is being put to sleep because of various illnesses and ailments.

just fuckin grrrreat! what next?

did i mention that i really like rob? sooooo funny and he’s got a nice pair of tits.

ok…so my ex is turning 30. and his apparently-now-boyfriend, who happens to be one of the many guys my ex was humping around with when he convinced me to come back to LA for him, is throwing him a party. and yippee-fuckin-aye, i’m invited!

um. why? …for what reason?

i’m completely fine that we’re done, but i’m not fine with continuously being disrespected. i’ve let the ex know time and again that i have no desire to be in his life or even talk right now. it’s a logical deduction that i have no desire to go to a party with him and my replacement, right? hello? the lights are on but is anyone home over there? c’mon, man.

have they (i say "they" because both of them invited me. it’s supposed to be a surprise, but it’s not.) even THOUGHT of the comfort level that would be there if i actually showed up? that’d be a grrrreat party for everyone, huh? morons. go away!

those two are made for each other. neither can see past their own world to realize how inappropriate and plain mean it is to parade themselves in front of me. they can suck eggs for all i care. done. end of story.

i met a boy named rob. adorably hot! he makes me wanna shoop.