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I talked to Stupid Ex today. He called and woke me up from my nap (Kyan and I were in Singapore and I told him he probably had a fabulous apartment and it must be decorated nicely and he got kind of offended at my insinuation and I told him it was because he was making money on Queer Eye and it was okay. There was also a giant Upside-down Ferris Wheel that I refused to go on, so we hung out at a bar and made fun or tourists. Then I was at work and a closet was on fire. Melanie & Dina kept telling me I had to deal with it but didn't want to me call the fire department, so I called the property manager and they said that because it was 5:20 they were closing soon and didn't know if they could get up in time so I screamed at them and told them any death caused by the fire was on their heads. The sent someone up. But I digress) which is probably just as well if I plan on sleeping tonight.

From what I can tell, the jist of his reason for calling was to tell me 1) he got a promotion at work and a hefty raise 2) He is moving out of his mothers house in a few weeks (It's about freaking time! He's 27!) and 3) He has a new girlfriend. Said girlfriend is someone he used to fool around with in college. Snerk.

I think the girlfriend was the real reason he called. The other was just icing on the cake.

Oh! Now I must run to him and kneel at his feet sobbing and begging for him to take me back.

Or not.

Tomorrow I talk to HR. Yay! And, if I remember, I also tape the cover to Roots back on. It is half falling off and driving me nuts (Of course, allowances need to be made as the book was purchased in 1977, to the best of my knowledge).

Huh. It's Sunday night and I am not filled with dread or angst. I am actually quite chipper.

Wonder why that is. :D