I didn’t set my alarm last night so I could sleep in. I didn’t have to be anywhere at any particular time this morning since my kid was with his dad (for his birthday – usually I have him Monday nights). I stayed up way late reading Savage Lane. I’m almost finished. It’s highly entertaining.
So anyway, I was way looking forward to getting my sleep on, but then my ex called me twice in a row. The first time I ignored it. The second time (immediately thereafter) I was like, oh fuck something is wrong. Nope. He just wanted to tell me something I already knew. *sigh*
This is going to sound conceited, but I think sometimes he just wants an excuse to talk to me. I guess I can’t really blame him. We were together for fifteen years. Old habits die hard, right?
I checked my Facebook right after waking up and I had 23 notifications, and I was like wait what… So I looked and some dude that I don’t know, but is a friend of my cousin, had liked 23 of my profile pics. Then he sent me a message (and a friend request) that simply said, “I like you.” Um…no. Fuck off, creeper.
This has been happening a lot lately and I’m not a fan. Just leave me be. Twitter, Tumblr, Instagram, Facebook…I’m getting hit on at every social media site.
This is what happens when your boob goes viral, apparently.
I got kind of a lot done at the office even though I was tired and not really feeling it. It’s rainy here (has been for days) and very blah. Not cold though, which is weird. Timehop told me that this day last year was the first snow. The weather is weird this year and I don’t like it.
I left work early today to have drinks with my partner and our colleague who may as well be our partner since we share office space and clients and pretty much all of the things. Scott & Rick. They are my bros. I love them.
Bell’s Two Hearted Ale can make pretty much anything better. At least temporarily.
And now I’m tipsy and waiting on my boyfriend to arrive so that we can drink and smoke and bang and go out and be merry. That’s why you are getting this post.
Oh and he will be changing the battery in my smoke detector which has been going off randomly (usually at two in the morning) for the last few days. I can’t figure out how to change it myself, which probably makes me sound like an idiot, but I swear I’ve never seen one like this before. Also, I don’t really give a fuck if it makes me sound dumb. I fail at adulting on my own. This is why I need a husband.
In fact, it’s going off right now. Ugh. I have a chair sitting under it so I can climb up and hit the button that makes it stop for a while. *sigh*
