Good News
Last night Cop and I had a long talk about everything that's happened and we both said everything we needed to say. I told him exactly how I felt about his bounced check, about him talking shit, about his wife... everything. He took it really really well, and actually apologized for a lot of it, which is huge for him. There was no arguing, it was very positive, and in the end he agreed to sign the release form. The four of them are going to move in with his mom and stepdad until he finds out what's going on with LAPD. We both left the conversation feeling really good about it. He was also lecturing me about going back to school and getting a degree, that actually turned into more of a counseling session, but it was good. I told him about my weekend and told him all the people I ran into that we went to high school with. He was excited to hear about everyone and what they're up to. Then we started talking about the way we were in high school. God, I miss those days. He was Mr. Popular, the quarterback, basketball star, track star, Homecoming King, and I was the new girl. I caught his eye and from day one we were inseparable. Every girl in the school had a huge crush on him so when I came along and took all his attention of course they all hated me. They would spread rumors and talk shit, but it never bothered us. We were so happy spending time together all the time, and just having fun that we never paid attention to any of the bullshit. Nothing could get in our way. Well, until he married the mexican
antichrist. She is the one thing in the world that could get in our way, and she did. I hope we can still be friends to some degree, but I'm happy that I still have those memories of the "good ol' days". Now I have to get ready to move in 2 weeks, AHHH! Thank you all for your advice!
Ok, since you guys are so good at giving advice. I need to know what to do about this wedding I have to go to on the 24th.
Marine is going to be there, and I need to figure out how to deal with that. I could go with my old roommate, who is a female. We would probably just go to the ceremony and skip the reception, I really don't want to sit there in the same room with Marine the whole night without a date. Then I'm sure we would go to a club again that night, and maybe meet
6pack there. UNLESS... I ask
FBI to go with me, then we would definitely go to the reception (and maybe make marine a little jealous ;) ). He's so much fun, he's so friendly, and loves to dance. Or I could just make up some excuse for why I couldn't go to the wedding at the last minute and skip it altogether. Hmmmm.... What do you think?
ROOMMATES SUCK!
Today at lunch, I went to the apartment office to talk to them about what I can do if he won't sign the roommate release form to let me go. The guy freaked out and said he wanted nothing to do with our problems, and to keep him out of it. I was like WTF? He said that Cop went in there yesterday and made a scene calling the guy in the office a racist, and accused him of using racial slurs, blah blah blah. I was like OMG! I am so sorry! I have no idea where he got that from, I know you never said anything like that. Then I realized that all of this is being communicated through Kito's wife. I explained that to the guy and said that obviously that's where things are getting twisted. Then the manager was telling me that yesterday Cop took a Roommate Release form and that she was under the impression that he would agree to sign it. She said it sounded to her like this was a mutual decision. Now his wife said she never said that, and Cop says he never told the guy in the office anything like that. Can you say compulsive liars boys and girls?
FRUSTRATION!
This morning Cop's wife called me and asks if I had called the Apt. office again to ask if Cop has paid the rent. I hadn't talked to them today, so I called again and the guy at the office said no. He also said that if it wasn't paid by 10am tomorrow they will take us to court, then we have to pay the court costs on top of what Cop owes. So I call his wife back and tell her no, he hasn't paid it. She called him and he told her that guy is trippin that he never told her he'd pay it yesterday, he said he'd pay it Thursday. Umm... you can't fuckin pay it Thursday asshole! The notice said 3 days from Sunday! His wife starts telling me how I need to call him and make things right. Fuck that! I don't have to do shit. I'm not the one that fucked up. I'm tired of always being the one to make things right. This is his fault, and his responsibility. He needs to fuckin own up to it, and be a man. Instead he acts like a fuckin dickhead and pretends nothing happened. His wife said it's frustrating for her that we don't talk. Sorry! Then leave! I asked the guy at the office what it would take to transfer my lease to a one bedroom. He said that in my case he would make an exception. It would take a little extra money in the beginning, but I think it would be well worth it, especially since I can't afford to move to the bay area yet.
Here's an update for ya since my post this morning... Cop's wife told him that I'm moving out, and he threw a fit. She told him he better make things right with me or I'll leave and he won't have anywhere to go. He said that won't be a problem because he'll never sign the roommate release form, and that he won't let me leave over something so stupid. So, now I'm stuck at his fuckin mercy. He'd rather both of us be totally miserable and have me stuck there with him than accept what he's done and let me move on. He told his wife that he won't talk to me because I'm mad at him. Ummmm hello you fuck! If you do something wrong, and piss someone off, it's your fuckin responsibility to go to them and make it right. AAAAAHHHHHH! I don't know what to do. I'm at a loss.
So tired... Need sleep
Yesterday Cop's mom called me to see how everything is going. We went to lunch the other day and I told her everything that happened, so yesterday when she called I told her about his bounced check. She was pissed! She said she hates to say this about her son but that he's clearly been taking advantage of me for like 5 months now and I need to say fuck him and take care of myself. So, what I think I'm going to do is see if I can get my lease transfered to a one bedroom in the same complex. He can't afford to live on his own, so either his wife is going to have to move in with him and get a job, or he's going back to his mom's house. Either way, I don't give a fuck. He could live in a dumpster for all I care. Yesterday when I was on the phone with his mom he called me from a blocked number and left me a voicemail saying he doesn't know why I didn't come home for lunch yesterday but that he's not mad at me so I don't need to try to avoid him. Ummm... hold on, he's not mad at me? Thank god, I was so worried he'd be mad at me because HE BOUNCED HIS OWN FUCKING RENT CHECK! Well thank god he's not mad at me because HE fucked up MY rental history. What a prick! What the fuck could he possibly be mad at me about? Did I bounce my rent check, and blow it off like it's nothing? Am I the one that was talking shit, and insulting him behind his back? Am I the one that constantly lies to him? Did I try to move my family in to our apartment without him knowing and say he'll just have to get over it??? I've never wanted to punch him in his face so hard in my life! So last night I get home and play with the babies for a while. (the little one laughed for the first time yesterday when I was playing with him, it was the cutest thing ever!) His wife gives me the 3rd degree about why I didn't come home for lunch. She's really starting to irritate me with this always having to know where I am bullshit. You're not my mom, Fuck off! So I just spend most of the evening watching this documentary about the war in Iraq, and they ask me to sit and eat dinner with them. Um, kiss my ass. Then they ask if I want to watch a movie. Um, go to hell. Then Cop offers me a popsicle. Um, shove it up your ass. Of course I didn't say these things, I just shook my head no every time. Sorry, it may seem like I'm being bitchy, but it's because I can't fuckin stand when there's a huge problem and people won't deal with it. He hasn't apologized one single time for any of the things he's done, all he does is lie. So until he can be a fuckin man, and own up to the shit he's done, he can kiss my ass. I don't have a fuckin word to say to him. Ok enough of that.
I got a e-mail back from Fireman today. He just asked how I've been, what I've been up to, basic stuff. I'm really curious to see where this will go. I was dating him for a little while when I was broken up with mama's boy, then we got back together and I stopped calling Fireman. What a mistake! He is so freakin hot!
I'm debating going to stay this weekend with my old roommate in the bay area so we can meet up with 6pack. Then again, I'm tired as hell and should probably just stay home and catch up on sleep. Hmmmm...
I still haven't asked FBI to the wedding. I should probably do it soon. Grow some balls Elizabeth, Jesus! Maybe I'll just go with my old roommate and we can go to a club or something that night. Dammit, I don't know what to do.
Oh yeah! I got a letter a couple days ago from Army. He's doing well. He said it's really tough out there and thanked me for the care package. I had asked him when he thinks he'll be coming home, he said probably either in January, or next July. I was so sad after reading that, i hate thinking about him being over there in combat, having to kill or be killed on a daily basis. At the same time I admire his strength, and courage so much. He truly is an amazing person. I have to write him back tonight.
I drank too much!
Wow! What a weekend! I'll start from the beginning. Friday night I went out with my old roommate and 2 other girl-friends. We went to this club downtown, it was pretty fun. Nothing really exciting happened that night. So we go back to one of the other girl's apartments to stay the night and I sleep on an air mattress next to her little frog aquarium, well the frogs had sex all night! Noisy sex! I was like dude, what the fuck are your frogs doing in there? She said they're nymphos. Those little bitches kept me up all night!
Saturday we went to the bay area and I met up with my friend there that's about to get married. It was her fiance's bachelor party on Saturday so we went shopping all day to get out of the house. The guys told us we weren't supposed to be home until 10pm, but at 9:30 she decides she wants to drive by the house to see what's going on. Well, she sees a stripper getting changed in her spare bedroom window and freaks out. She runs in there and makes a scene saying that she wants that fuckin bitch out of her house, blah blah blah. I tried really really hard to keep her away from that house, but she was adamant about going and since she was driving I couldn't do anything about it. Long story short, she realized how rediculous she was acting she apologized to all the guys, told the stripper to stay and dance, and we left to a club.
So we go to this club, and we meet my old roommate there. At about midnight my friend decides she needs to go home to talk to her fiance. So she leaves and my old roommate and I keep drinking. I was drinking long islands, so I was getting very drunk, very fast. ;) I was walking to the dance floor and this guy grabs me by the arm and says "I want your number" I was like "You NEED some manners!" and kept walking. Fuckin moron. So this hot guy I had been checking out most of the night comes up to me and tells me I have a beautiful smile, and asks me to save a dance for him. Then about 30-40 minutes and 3 long islands later I'm dancing and he comes to dance with me. He said that it was his 25th birthday, so he's out celebrating. We danced the rest of the night and kissed a few times. ;) I really don't remember some of the night, but I do remember his 6 pack, oh my god! We were dancing, and i put my hands on his chest, then i felt his stomach... he had the most perfect 6pack ever! So that's what we'll call him, 6pack. I get all warm just thinking about it =) He's totally a thug, which is the only type I used to date. He's really nice though, and hot!
Next thing I know I'm at this apartment and it's packed with all the people that were at the club. A fight breaks out between 2 girls and everybody gets involved, everyone's screaming and pushing eachother. Then the guy who lives there gets up on the kitchen counter and screams "All yall mothafuckas need to get the fuck out my house! Right now god dammit! All yall!" While all this is going on, this guy, who is a cousin of the guys that live there, was hitting on me, telling me he needs to talk to me outside. I had taken my shoes off because they were way too hard to walk in when I was drunk, so he gave me a pair of slippers to put on so I could go outside to talk to him. I get out there and he just keeps pulling me close and trying to kiss me, so I kept pushing him away, and finally went back inside.
The next thing I remember is waking up in the morning on this janky ass futon mattress in a bedroom I've never seen. I felt like shit! I was half hungover, half drunk, my head was pounding, it was hot as hell, and I felt like I was going to throw up. I turn over and the guy who lives there (that was screaming at everyone to leave) was laying next to me asleep. I was like oh fuck! What did I do??? Then I realized we were both fully clothed, and nothing happened. So I get up to find some excedrine and I see my old roommate laying on the floor on the other side of the room. Man, was I happy to see her! So I threw up a couple times, and we finally left there at like noon. We went to her parents house and I took a shower and went to lunch with my friend that's getting married, and her fiance. As soon as i smelled my food I had to throw up again. After that I was fine though, I think I just had to get out the last little bit of alcohol. Then we went to Target and they dropped me off at my old roommate's parents house. The two of us went to this bbq for our friend's birthday, and everyone that was at the apartment the night before was there. We get there, I look like shit and have a huge bottle of water, while everyone else is drinking Heineken. If I got a nickel for everyone that told me how fucked up I was the night before, I'd be rich! After we were at the bbq for a while I caught a train to come home, and while I'm on the train guess who calls! 6pack! I didn't even know I gave him my #! So we talked for a while and he's saying how he wants to see me again. I told him maybe this weekend or the following one. After we get off the phone and I call my old roommate to tell her he called. Here is how the conversation went:
ME: Dude, that hot guy I danced with last night just called me. I didnt even know I gave him my #!
HER: You didn't, I did.
ME: What? Why did YOU give him my #?
HER: Because he asked me for it.
ME: Why did he ask you?
HER: Because your drunk ass couldn't remember it.
ME: HAHAHAHAHAHA! Wait you fucker, how did you know I wanted him to have it? Did you give it to anyone else?
HER: Ummm because he was hot, and no, that other guy that told you he wanted your # asked me for it too, but I told him I didn't know it.
ME: Good job!
HER: I know.
So that was my weekend. THEN... I get home and there is a notice on my front door, I open it up and it says that Cop bounced his fuckin rent check. It said he has to pay it plus $75 or they'll take us to court. I swear to god if he doesn't pay it, i'll saw his nuts off with a plastic butter knife! I was so tired, but I was pissed and determined to stay up to yell at him when he got home. I ended up passing out at the kitchen table, and guess who wakes me up! Cop's wife! Instead of waking up from a nightmare, I woke up into one. I definitely didn't want to deal with her so I just went straight to bed. I thought she wasn't supposed to come over anymore! Tonight I'm going home to watch An Officer and a Gentleman, and go to bed early.
Oh! One more thing, I got an e-mail from Fireman today. It was just a FWD of a picture of some freak. But there were 2 weird things about it, #1 he sent it to my work e-mail and I don't give that out to anyone for personal e-mail, so I have NO idea how he got it, and #2 he's never e-mailed me before at all. So, just to see if there was anything to it. I replied with a quick note that said something like "How funny! Thanks! How've you been?" He just recently broke up with his girlfriend, so I'm interested to see what he has to say. My priority right now is to get the courage to ask FBI to go to that wedding with me. Alright, that's it for now. Hasta Manana!
PS For anyone new to the blog that doesn't know who any of the people I'm talking about are, read my very first blog, it explains everything =)
