Yeah. I still hate him, still love him, three or so months removed from it all. Still not really over it. Can we say "emo pussy"?
Gaybar is fun, but full of older guys and attached guys. Got closer to a gay acquaintance, had a little crush, but apparently can't compete with his 40yearold sugardaddy. Websites are...well, lame. And full of lots of those 40yearolds who want to be a sugardaddy. And lots of dudes just looking to fuck. I'm a little lonely, but I never want to sink to the self-loathing, 'woe is me' depths that some people do concerning this shit. Sure i'm lonely, but i'm not looking for pity. I've had a chance or two.
Real life is catching up fast, have to find a job. Part of me doubts how I'll manage to survive. The other part of me can't wait to start kicking ass in the real world.
I'm slightly jealous of my roommate's little venture into band-making without me, but at the same time, glad for him. When I really think about it, I just don't think I can contribute very well.
I hate heartburn. Gonna try to sleep on it again.
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