breaking hearts has never looked so cool [ 24.05.04 - 11:52 all i have is twenty-seven dollars & the keys to a cadillac ] there really isn't too much to say about my weekend. i didn't work & what's more important than that? on saturday, calvin & i got in our first roommate fight, which had a very anti-climatic ending. we had made plans to finally complete the video game we've been trucking through for twenty hours that evening & i turned down other plans to do so. then he got a call & ended up bailing on me to go to the bar. i slammed upstairs with a bottle of rum & sat out on the roof, smoking & drinking & listening to bitter music. he came up, attempting to get a cigarette from me, & i expressed to him the unlikelihood of that, seeing as i'm petty & hold a grudge. so calvin slunk off, & went to the bar. the next morning, at about 8:30 am, i was awakened by the sound of a man/woman, giggling the most horrific, gargoylian giggle ever. the girl (?) sounded like a man, & in spite of having to pee very badly, i hid out in my room until it left, afraid of what i might see should i venture forth. finally, i wandered deliriously downstairs where calvin was preparing to go to work & said, casually, "oh hey, thanks a bunch for waking me up this morning." once again, he slunk away with a feeble, "well, i'm off to work..." only to receive a grunt in reply. i spent sunday seething & planning all the snippy things i would say to him. when he came home, i was drunk & wearing a plaid cowboy shirt six sizes too big tied in a knot on my midriff & a cowboy hat, slugging booze out of the bottle with a cigarette hanging out of my mouth. prepared for battle, i caught up with him on his way up the stairs. "hey," he said, "i'm really sorry i woke you up this morning." caught off-guard, i don't know what to do, so i sort of nod & begin to open my mouth to speak. "i also feel really terrible about bailing on you yesterday, & i'm really sorry." after a long pause, i mumble "okay" & feel bad about the "calvin fucks guys" written on the window, not to mention hours of heartless mockery he unknowingly endured. that was really the most exciting part. other than that, kev & i got into, like, four fistfights, not a day went by that i wasn't drinking, kev demonstrated just how creepy he could be by laying spread eagle on the couch, stroking himself & moaning, sean is an ass, i think i'm getting my period & justin's new love-ah isn't lame, just eerily perky. i'm very, very despondent these days. i need cheering up something fierce because my facade is being worn away & i think i'm going to cry. [ previous entry - next entry ]

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