|Current mood:|| anxious|
Well, I'm going to write 2 different posts this morning, as I am in two completely separate moods.
First off will be my bad mood. Guess who didn't come home again last night? Yeah, you guessed it. What the fuck dude?
We spent most of the evening after I got off work not talking. He of course got in huge trouble at work yesterday and asked what time i was getting up today. I said 8am, and he was absolutely adament about me waking him up so that he doesn't miss his ride to go to work in the morning.
At like 11:30pm last night he was already drunk of course, and turned to me and said, "Well you're going to bed soon, right?" And I was, because I was tired, and I have to get up in the morning to go to work. He said that some of the neighbors were outside and he was going to go "talk to them for a minute."
I stayed up another half hour, then went to bed. I woke up this morning at 7am, and whadya know? No John. 8:45am rolls around and my ride is there to pick me up. Still no John. So he's obviously fucking work off again today. And that's just great, because we are so fucked right now on rent and our car.
And why the fuck can't you come home if you are at the neighbors house? I'm beginning to think he's cheating on me. He had $475 to give to rent yesterday but we couldn't get ahold of the landlord, and now I fear he's just going to party it all away and we are going to get evicted.