GREAT NEWS EVERYONE!!!
So you know how my friends BPD sister had her hobo-sexual wigger boyfriend come back to the apartment after he was banned for assaulting me and he was living here rent free. And my friend was a big fat pussy for doing nothing about it. And I was seriously considering tossing his 5'5 Destiny looking ass down a flight of stairs and Sean Connery'ing the cunt for bringing him here?
Well guess what? Yesterday I was about to head out the door to get my Uhaul and pack the rest of my stuff up. I hear some tumbling in the hallway and knocking on my door and her trying to open my door while I held it. A couple minutes later EMotherfuckingS shows up. She's in the other room and they start doing a drug test on her while mediating. I get asked some questions. She was claiming he was molesting her and she was trying to get away from him and he said she was having a stroke. Officer asked me if I knew that guy and how they were related and I said they were a couple. He said the dude claimed I was actually dating her. I laughed, shook my head and let out a deep "Nooooo....". The officer smiled and knew immediately what was going on.
I stayed in my room for a bit as they removed her forcibly from the premises. I overheard them talking to the midget for a bit and all I distinctly remember was one of them saying "You know that's breaking and entering right?". I heard a couple doors slamming and the place was quiet. I waited a little longer and came out. Everyone was gone. And then I CAME out.
Came back later. Friend's mom came by with her for a couple of seconds for her to get her shit. I heard her sobbing her crocodile tears as she walked out the door.
I visited an old manager I had, who was more like a mentor and friend to me and let her know the good news that'd I'd be leaving the town soon and thanked her for always having faith in me. She said I was one of the best people she's ever met and was so happy to know I'd be getting the fuck out of dodge.
I finished packing things into (climate controlled for once because fuck that) storage this morning and its all actually organized unlike previous times. I also realized I have less things than most consumerist/hobbyists in this country and am happy I didn't go full hippie and actually kept things, because yes,I actually like my stuff. Got a pretty decent meal deal at a grocery store. Lady saw me with one item and rung me up at customer service instead of having me wait in line. I told the older lady I filled up my Polar Pop with their drink machine and she held up her hand and said "Ah I didnt hear that. Its just soda."
I smoked some cigars and listened to some music on the ride back.
I am chilling in my room. Everything is gone except for my backpack, a blanket and some clothes. I still have more than half the day to enjoy myself.
I am so vindicated. I feel like Trump right now with the "going to get tired of winning" thing. I didn't have to punch anyone in the face, I didn't have to kill myself. Borderlines gonna borderline. Sometimes the trash takes care of itself.
I feel like Job right now. Shits honestly getting me a little religious. I went on a date with an actual waifu who's keeping in touch with me, I got a dude removed from my job, I've made a couple of friends, I've started getting up early and my arms actually feel damn good.
I know things suck for a lot of people right now. I'm not trying to gloat posting here everyday so I'm sorry if I'm coming across as a douche. But it's nice. Things are going well. And consistently well. It's that positive feedback loop/believe in yourself stuff I used to shit on all the time. I feel like I'm becoming myself again for the first time in a while. I still don't know where I'm going to be a week from now. And I don't really mind. I'm happy.
Sometimes. Somedays you just win.