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Ok, so first we go over to Capital Towers, we’ve been approved and we’re signing some paperwork to show that we’ve given the deposit and they’re figuring out how much we’ll pay and all that for the first few days we’re there. The woman starts right down that we’re going to be getting one month free, so I’m being quiet so she doesn’t realize that she’s not supposed to be doing it for us. The free month’s rent was for the people in the villa’s, the small apts at the bottom, not for those of us on the tower. So, what does my smart bf do, starts asking questions…”oh we get free month in January?”, “Yes”, “That’s cool a free month”, “Is that the free month on the sign in front?”, “Oh, wait, you’re not supposed to get the free month, that’s only for the villa’s”….ARRGGHHHH…the boy pisses me off, he just keeps talking and talking and only fucks up the situation when he does it. He totally kept talking until she realized that we weren’t supposed to get the free month. It’s so frustrating. And then he kept saying “no, she said she’d realize it later and would have to redo the paperwork”, which is not what she said, she’d said, that it would’ve been a mess, mostly because the paperwork was signed by us and was binding to them to provide us that apt, at that rent, at that time, and with a free month.

Ok, so then, we show our friend Tho Vinh where the apt is, since we couldn’t get into it, and because we were supposed to originally move in next door to them and because of the manager and whatnot we weren’t going to be able to, cuz he was being a stickler on some stuff. I felt bad, but the cool thing was, that she wanted them to move into the same building as us, but unfortunately they’d signed their lease already. But the coolest part was that she was originally going to loan us some money for the deposit, she said she’d still lend it to us, even though we weren’t moving next door to them. She is so cool. I told J if I ever win the lottery, I’m going to give her 15 or 20k just because she’s so nice, and never does anything for personal gain. She rocks!!

Ok, so cut to last night, I’m on the computer chatting with Mike, the guy that gave me the code to get this thing going. We were friends a long time ago, and while we haven’t been really good on keeping in touch, we’ve been talking a bit recently. But we get on the subject of old times, and odd situations with him and me when my bf Matt was away, and other times when Matt was in the car in the back seat and we were in the front seats, and doing “things”, that he couldn’t see, and the reverse situation as well (us in the back seats), it was a weird time, but I think of it as fun. Considering the fact that Matt turned out to be such a dick at the time. And the fact that Mike and I were friends for a while afterwards, but unfortunately we lost touch. Not that I’m pointing fingers, but because a certain person liked to hang out with tweaky twinks, so I kinda got boring. But that’s water under the bridge, since someone was getting all flirtatious, or maybe not, I was tired, I might’ve been reading joking as serious. Either way it was an interesting end to a long and up and down day.

Ok, so I wake up at 3 am this morning about ready to hit Jason. I had another dream where he was cheating on me. I don’t know if this is a theme or what, it’s happened maybe 1 or 2 times before, but that’s about it. This time I don’t remember the circumstances of how we got in this house, but we were in a house, sitting on a couch, with him and me and 1 or 2 other people, and his sisters bf outside (I don’t even know if she has a bf right now), and his sister in a backroom. And we’re talking about something and he reveals that he has sucked off the bf, and that it was not too long ago. I just fly off the handle and he’s trying to calm me down, and I’m not wanting to be calmed down considering the situation I think it’s justified. And I’m ranting about how it’s not even just me that he’s screwing over, that it’s his sister as well. And about then I woke up and smacked him on the head….lol, not for real, but I felt like it, until I realized it was a dream. Oy!!

Ok, so that’s my fantastic life, I’m going now.

Ok, so last night we go to look at these apts, Capital Towers, and decide that we like them. They’re pricey, but to be honest, it’s been a while since I’ve lived in a real apt type apt, with drywall and carpeting, and a nice fully furnished, NEW kitchen. That plus, I’m kinda enjoying the idea of living 9 stories up, it’s certainly a big change from 1st floor living. The only problem is that being that high up, the only place we can afford is a studio. Fortunately, the studios are spacious and we have enough room to be able to spread everything out.

Now, I’m only waiting to hear back as to whether I got approved or not, with my bk and all, and my past dispute over a deposit that the manager wanted to keep and then wanted to charge me another $800. So, we’ll see, if we get it, we’ll probably go with that place, rather than the other place on 22nd and J. Since that guy is being a real stickler about the satellite dish being placed on the roof. I mean, it’s going to be placed far back and it’s not going to be an issue as to anything, visibility or otherwise, but he seems to think that repair will be required when it’s removed, to ensure that no rain gets in and thinks that we won’t do that. I dunno, he’s weird, it’s not like his place has that much to offer as is, so I don’t know why he couldn’t bend on that point.

I’m almost convinced to go with Capital Towers because of the fact that he’s being so hard about the whole satellite thing, and that they’re not really making that big of a deal of it. Well, we’ll find out later today what the decision and which we end up going for.

Ok, so he calls me a little after 4, to say that he’s gotten off early. Nevermind the fact that he really should be working till his scheduled time, since we need the money. Then he tells me that he’s with a friend of ours, a friend that induces slacking. The same friend that I considered having as a roommate until he started acting all sketchy. I tell him that I can see these apts, that this friend of his has brought him over to see, after work.

I remind him that he needs to go to the temp agency to complete their customer service test. He tells me he wanted to go later in the week, after telling me last week that he would go at the end of the week, or whenever he got off early from work. After much complaining, he finally agreed to go.

This was a little after 4, he calls me 5 minutes ago, telling me he’s looking at another apt still, and that maybe we can move in with this guy after all. After just yesterday telling me that he didn’t like the fact that he was acting sketchy.

I give up, I told him he needs to go over to the temp agency, I doubt he’ll go, yay, another fight waiting to happen.

Is it really so much to expect people to act responsibly?

Did I miss the memo that required all gay guys to act stupid and not carry through on anything they say?

Ok, so last night J and I are sitting on the couch and Q walks in….sorry couldn’t resist. Anyways, we were sitting on the couch and Derek walks in spraying drama…big surprise. He’s got to leave right now, and he’s been at some Navy thing all day and is going right now to a hotel to be ready for a physical tomorrow morning. He gets on the phone to his mom and his spraying at her, when he says something, and I joke to J about something he’s said, he’s walking around talking, and stops and bitches at us about talking about him while he’s on the phone with his mom. I’m like, excuse me, no, we were just talking to each other, regardless of whether it was about your or not, we can talk. He pulls this big drama shit and gets all pissy.

After he leaves, J and I bitch about the fact of how he expects to have full rights in the house, because he’s a roommate, god forbid he remember the fact that he has accrued about $500 in debt, because his jobs don’t keep him busy enough to actually pay rent, let alone utilities and the food (both for him and his cat).

I’m honestly going to say that this is going to be the last roommate we ever have. As it was, I didn’t like the idea of him moving in, but left it up to J. J said yes, and now he’s changing his mind. I swear roommates move in and all of the sudden it’s like they feel they should have complete run of the place as if no one else lived there. And the thing I don’t get is the fact that he can be nice sometimes, down to earth and friendly, and other times he flies off the handle and gets all pissy over the tiniest stuff. That plus he reeks of drama, the boy could bring drama into a room where he was the only person, he’s like so many other gay boys who feel that drama is a way of expressing their strength to the world, since they sure as hell don’t have any in their wrists.

REALITY CHECK….

Jason and I were driving around with our friend Tre a few days ago, and looking at some apts and whatnot. Tre is seeming very grown up and mature, and I contemplated for a moment the fact that he might actually make a good roommate, even though I am still tentative after the whole Derek thing. Cut to the next few days, the boy has showed his tweaky side. That’s the side where the irresponsible, needy, gay boy comes out. Where he shows that he needs friends, because his low self esteem can’t ensure company enough by himself. And where he turns his back on his friends because he feels the need to not insult or offend the group as a whole. It’s really quite sad. Fortunately I noted this prior to the actual full on contemplation of him moving in, so he has moved to the NO side.

Well, that’s all for now, back to work for lil ole me.

Ok, after reading a friends journal I realized that I do have something to write, although honestly, I’m not sure if my life will be as interesting, since he can make drama out of the most inane thing. That and the fact that his cast is much more interesting and at times sobering.

Well, here goes, this weekend I went over to my parents and removed my bumper in preparation for a modification I’m doing to my car. I’ll show pictures later. In the process of putting it back on I messed up and ended up not reattaching the wheel well liner completely. By the time I got home, it had detached from being blown back by the wind and had managed to get under the tire and wore away a big chunk of it. I tore the rest off and fastened it so it wouldn’t get more damaged.

The next day I go to my parents house to remove the bumper and fix the bumper more fully now (i.e. not electrical tape). I fix it and then right before I start washing it, some guy rides up, looks like your typical 30-something-D&D-I-live-with-my-mom-and-don’t-ever-plan-on-leaving-her-type person. He comes up and starts asking me about the mercedes and wants to take it for a test drive and everything. Meanwhile Jason and my parents are giving me questioning looks, like what the heck is this guy doing, what does he want. I take the guy for a small test drive, and he’s talking to me about how he just bought an old Toyota Corolla and how it’s his first car and all. Weird, and just basically rambling on inanely on how much he wants to buy this car and how he wishes he had the money, and how he’s a loser with no friends that depends on the kindness of strangers to amuse him momentarily in his odd life. Ok…well,…maybe not that last part, but that was the vibe.

Anyways, he took off and I joked with J that he wanted to hook up with him, and he got all pissy. So, we washed the car and drove off into the night.

Cut to 1.5 hours later………………….

Jason’s getting ready for the drag show tonight, not to be in it, just to continue on his good luck of dressing like a girl and having people actually think he is one. He was raving on about the other night and how he confused many drag queens and str8 guys, I think we all know that the latter isn’t that difficult. He finishes and we take off to pick up Derek’s boy Jason..confusing..hehe. He says he’ll see us, and we know the store he works at, we go to pick him up, he’s not there. We drive around, can’t find him, drive home, thinking that maybe he meant he’d meet us there, he’s not there, and not on the sidewalks on the way there. We head back to the store, and then come to the realization, that maybe he doesn’t work at that store, maybe it’s a different store. Call up Tre, voila, we were right, so we go to the other store, pick him up 40 minutes after he first called us. Ugh, confusion and frustration because by now it’s 7:40 and we were supposed to be at the drag show at 7:30. We drive over to Sac State and there are no clear signs like there were supposed to be, telling us where it is. We drive around and finally happen upon someone and ask them, and they tell us and we wander a bit more and find it.

The drag show was a moderate success, not too many performers, just derek, some dykes (who were very good), Devon, and some large dyke. All in all it was interesting, something fun to do on a Sunday night since the simpsons weren’t on. Anyways, we came home and watched Thumb Wars….I have yet to borrow Thumbtanic from my cousin…..and then we watched What Dreams May Come, sad movie, but fun to watch, good to clear the sinuses.

All in all it was a decent day/weekend, we’ll see how this week turns out.

Ok, so today is my first entry. I’m mostly typing this just to fill in the space so I can say I actually have a first entry. Unfortunately, I don’t have too much to add aside from this. Hmmm…I feel that this should actually be something interesting, because it’d suck if someone went back to the beginning and started out by reading this, since it’d sound kinda stupid.

Oh well, such is life, tuff….. Anyways, I hope you enjoy my journal from here on out.