James moved out. I'm feeling kind of weird about it. He handed me his keys not even an hour ago and it hasn't really hit me yet.
A lot of shit went down last night. I've told the story to about ten people today so it's hard to work up the energy to tell it again, but essentially: James was drunk, he had some kind of freakout, and since this was about the fifth one in three weeks, Nat and I deliberated and came to the conclusion we'd ask him to leave. Oddly enough he'd already packed most of his stuff before we could even talk to him seriously about it, but that might be because Nat told him to "get the fuck out of our apartment" the night before. It was a tense night, what can I say.
Oooh boy. That'll do it. I have someone on my friendslist who started doing that and has been having freakouts. I keep trying to tell her that she needs to stop doing that but she doesn't listen. :/
They know bits and pieces, I think. They know about the pot but probably not the other drugs. I know Bonnie knows about his drinking and she doesn't like it. He also picked up smoking.
I've talked to him about the drinking, repeatedly, I've talked to him about the smoking, but he told me it was none of my fucking business.
...I am not sure whether to rejoice or go D: or worry or feel bad or what. Will you guys be financially okay, at least? *hugs* (And you know in like a week he'll be trying to ask you out again, right?)
You may rejoice! We only have to cover rent by ourselves for two months at most. In July our lease is up, and we MIGHT have Rin move in, but if she doesn't, we'll just move into a two bedroom.
Ugkjkjh don't remind me! I knoooow. Last night Nat said, "...You know you are going to get drunk-dialed on an EPIC scale, right?" XDDD
New apartments are shiny! :D Also wait, is Rin the one that... I think she is. You are crazy. D: That is like saying "oh my schizophrenic mother went to jail so I'm going to go stay with my bipolar dad." BAD IDEA. If I knew how to make blinky text I would make that blinky.
ahahah oh man you are gonna get sooo drunk-dialed. XD BUT ALLY, HE JUST WANTS TO LIE ON YOUR FLOOR CRYING. WHY WON'T YOU OBSESS ABOUT HIM AS MUCH AS HE OBSESSES ABOUT YOU. IT MUST BE FATE. OR INDIGESTION, WHATEVER.
Normalcy, or the closest thing possible to achieve with YOUR life, will return in a bit. I have every confidence you'll be fine too, tell Stuka and Molly to get jobs. =)
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