Can't think about money anymore. Slowly driving myself insane. Need a part-time job. I wonder how those orange shorts at Hooters would fit on my less-than-ample behind.
Weekend turned out better than I expected. Went into Friday thinking I might just stay home again with my broke-ass self, but decided that would be too depressing, so I gathered myself and went out with my female roommate. I never get much one-on-one time with her, so that was nice. We met up with people from her work, including my male roommate's ex-girlfriend. Now, I would like to recant what I said in the last entry about my male roommate. He is a good guy. He came clean with his new girlfriend, and they are working through their issues. He is just a simple man, who has an ex that mindfucks him every chance she gets. My run-in with her Friday night was not pleasant, to say the least.
She was wasted and she decided to stumble over to our table and push her breasts into my friends face. She sat next to him and started whispering into his ear, totally disrupting a conversation I was having with him. Then she began propositioning him to drive her home, which pissed me off because her drunk ass was not my friend's responsibility. I also think she was using him because she knew I would tell the roommate and he might get jealous. So very high school. I blatantly told her he wasn't going to drive her and she needed to get herself a cab and come back in the morning. She stood there and glared at me while I talked to my friend, and the second my back was turned, they were gone. Turns out he drove her home and left her there, only after she talked shit about me and stole his cigarettes. Whatta skank. Of course, I had to tell the roommate and his new woman. It didn't make him jealous, it disgusted him.
Anyway, I need to just focus on my own problems and issues and not involve myself so much in other people's lives. I do tend to play the role of the intermediary. I am always in the middle. Which is a lonely place to be.
Saturday was great and unexpectedly so. We sat around during the day trying to decide what to do. The female roommate wanted to just take a random roadtrip somewhere. I figured it would be nice to leave Chicago and my problems behind if only for a night. We settled on Milwaukee, and after some going back and forth on whether or not we wanted to actually go. We took off around 5:30 and made good time. Milwaukee is a lot prettier than I thought it was going to be. So laid back. Not even a fraction as overwhelming as Chicago. It was like driving around a college campus.
The bar scene is awesome. They have a bunch of outdoor beer gardens set along the river front. I just sounded like the damn board of tourism. Sorry. Holy shit, everyone is getting hitched! Everywhere we turned, there was some silly bitch was wearing a baseball hat with a veil attached or sucking beer through a cock straw. It was very odd indeed. We beckoned over a group that was at the bar for a bachelor party. I started talking to the future groom's brother as I witnessed the shortest lap dance in history. He was tall. Cute when he had his hat on. He could form gramatically correct sentences and buy me cocktails. So he qualified for a little PDA later in the night. One of the girls and I got split from the rest of the group and we took it upon ourselves to order rounds of Jager shots that a group of make admirers took it upon themselves to pay for. Hanging with a pretty blond has its privileges. After I busted out my dance skillz I got totally winded and needed to call it a night. I decided to ignore a string of phone calls from the PDA boy, pleading with me to pick up the phone and tell him my room number. No sir. I was not about to be that girl.
We had a lovely breakfast the next morning that sobered me up and got me feeling the full effects of the 5 Long Islands from the night before. Uck. I can only drink like that one night a week now because it takes me a at least 3 days to recover. Next thing I know, I will have carpal-tunnel syndrome and a bad case of gout. I know the senility is already setting in.
It was choice hanging out with all 4 of my roommates outside of the city. I am lucky to have found such a great group of cats to live with.