Friday, May 7, 2010

Oy!

I decided I didn't want to live with those guys I didn't know & share a bedroom, & thankfully one of my classmates asked me Tuesday if I needed a roommate. How convenient? We've been apartment-hunting since Wednesday & it's been crazy stressful. We have found some great places but either the timing is bad (we wouldn't be able to move in until after I have to move out) or the price is ridiculous. We found some places where the price wasn't too astronomical but there was a very good reason for that. There was an awesome condo we would be subletting but the guy we'd be subletting it from seemed kind of sketchy.

This morning, however, we might very well have found the perfect place. Very reasonably priced, a seemingly safe area, & decent sized. The only negative is no washing machine or dryer in the apartment & only 1 bathroom. We will probably take that.

My Giant is still wanting to live with me. He came a'calling last night to tell me about this condo he wants to rent. I asked him if he thought it would be a good idea for us to live together again, to which he responded by saying his only beef with me was that I was a hermit & proceeded to apologize for being selfish with not cleaning up anything. Then he told me about his life & asked me to go clubbing with him. I had nothing better to do & I wanted to see if things would be different to I agreed.

But first, I played Mario Kart 64. Then we went to this hookah club where he danced like a doofus (I can't even describe it) & I messed around on my phone. Then we went to another place where he danced & I messed on my phone. Then we ran into that fetish kid who used to live with My Giant. And some drag queens. And some random people we both know. And a man of questionable intelligence & sobriety. And then we went to another club where My Giant used to work & sweet bejeesus, he cannot dance at all. It took everything in my power to not stare/laugh at him. I ended up sitting on a bench/sofa thing near the door for about an hour or more, occasionally fighting off My Giant trying to pull me onto the dance floor. I was waiting/hoping that this guy we knew & had run into earlier was going to take me to a bar like he said he would but he left without my knowing because his group was too drunk.

The fetish kid apparently has built a model of a 1930's convertible that he drives around, so My Giant wanted me to drive his convertible (ha!) back from the student center but I walked because I hate driving others' cars.

He just came over while I was writing this to ask if I still wanted to move in with him. I told him I had probably already found a place & he looked like I had crushed him. Dejected, he lumbered back to his apartment. As my mother says, fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. And I was not going to get fooled again. Though I kind of want to bring him in as our 3rd so our rent would be cheaper...

I also stepped in puke in the bathroom. It was around this time I thought to myself, "Self, you had been in your pajamas & almost ready for bed. How did you end up here?" And on a Thursday, too.

As an aside, that guy that's been crashing at my mom's house since DECEMBER told her that I drink, which means someone's been creeping on my Facebook or on here. Screw him.

9 comments:

Rebecca J-G said...

Whoa....not a good night, Andrew. I'm so glad you are NOT going to be a part of My Giant's life again. Really--you don't need friends that bad. I love your description of his dancing, though. He might be good for entertainment purposes.
Do you really think The Boarder can lurk on here or FB? Does he have friends of your friends? That is too creepy. I swear I haven't said anything...BTW...I drank tequila last night just because I have been stressed out over David's deal...and I feel like crap today. Besides the fact it was a waste of money (I bought a bottle) and then there was Rachel who obviously knew I was up to something and she had that look in her eyes like I had crossed some kind of line. UGH. Now I will be forced to finish the bottle sometime in the future because 'it's there'...I'll have to come back and read this post when I get the urge to relax doing shots again....

Andrew said...

Be careful with that, ok? We don't need you developing any alcoholism. And tequila? REALLY?

I found Brad on Facebook but we didn't have any mutual friends. Maybe my security settings were moved around again. But I blocked his fat ass.

And yeah, I know I don't need friends bad enough to be around My Giant but sometimes I just get so bored.

And his dancing was horrendous. I can't even write a description of it.

Rebecca J-G said...

Hey, back at ya bro....LOL...It's true though, I have a history of alcoholism in my family. My brother died 3 yrs ago from esophageal cancer brought on by smoking and drinking. I guess it can sneak up on ya too. Scarey thing...I do NOT remember a small part of last night just before I crashed at 10pm (!). Seems I had a discussion with Rachel and today I'm feeling pretty foolish. I guess I was coherent...but today she was saying, 'remember when you said...blah blah' and I'm thinking..NO, I don't.

Yessiree...I need to stay away from tequila!

Andrew said...

Yeah, same with my family. There was a short time when I thought I might be battling with it but luckily it just turned out to be me being over-dramatic & young.

It's understandable why you did it, though.

Rebecca J-G said...

Well, just be sure you keep a handle on it. I know for a fact that I could slide right over the edge if I didn't have anyone around me to keep me focused. Rachel is a good barometer for me, and since David doesn't drink at all, there's never a chance that we'll be having alcohol in the house. I just need to find better ways to deal with my stress.

Andrew said...

Working out? Writing?

Rebecca J-G said...

Sounds like too much work...LOL You're right though. Maybe I'll just start taking walks. I used to walk about 2 miles a day, then I got sick (anemia 2 yrs ago). Now I get iron IV infusions every month and my strength is coming back. I need to start walking....YES I CAN!

Andrew said...

You can doooo it!

That sounds a lot better if you hear me say it because of the voice I make.

Rebecca J-G said...

I think I can hear yooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!