ups and downs

My apartment manager is a complete fuck-tard.  My administrator at work has it in for me.  My girlfriend’s mom does not like me.

These things are giving me a shit-ton of anxiety in combination.  I would say that it might be me, but the apartment manager clearly has “small man” issues and needs to engage in constant power plays, my administrator doesn’t like my boss (and so by extension tries to take it out on me), and my girlfriend’s mom is, sadly, a miserable person.

Here are the good sides of each of those.  I am planning on moving out at the end of my lease this March or April.  My boss is a great protector for me and will go to bat for me against the administrator.  My girlfriend has already and will continue to talk to her mom about acceptable ways of treating me.

But now I am going to eat dinner and binge on Gilmore Girls.

 

bullet point updates

I’ve been going on dates, meeting women, making out, but not making connections.

I bought a bag of mixed nuts in shells, but I apparently don’t own a nutcracker.

I’m wandering, feeling lost.

The election has made me anxious, nauseous, most of the time. I don’t like to talk or think about it, but I can’t help doing both.

Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life created more questions than it answered.

I wanted to make pumpkin custard pie, and then I realized that pumpkin pie is a custard.

I’m lonely, and it’s been a long time since I felt that way.

I want to know how to embrace who I am without letting others put limits on that.

I impulse bought peppermint frosted twinkies and snowballs today. They are delicious.