>He’s going away, thank god… he’s going away.

I could go into all the things that Rob does that drives me nuts. I won’t though.
I’m not going to get myself worked up even thinking about it. He wanted me to bring him to the airport tomorrow. I refuse. I brought him last time and thought my head was going to explode. He just kept talking and it drove me crazy. I’m going to have to leave as early as possible tomorrow morning and pretend I’m going to work. I think I’ll go to the mall, maybe visit Nicole at work in Amherst.

I don’t really have to do it, but it would be so much easier. He’ll otherwise count that I can bring him, miss his flight, something obnoxious like that. As it was I already had to “listen to the operator” as she gave a confirmation code. He bought a ticket via a travel agent (always trying to save a buck) and then tried to get US Airways to print a boarding pass… which you can’t do unless you buy it from their system. Thus — you go to the window, give your credit card, and blam, you have your ticket.

That’s it, that’s all I’m doing, I’ll leave it at this — he’s an idiot. I hate living with him, it’s stressfull living with him, he’s a pansy, and he makes me angry quite often. That said — I’m moving out.

I don’t know quite where or when but I have a good idea.
I hope to do that within the next month or so.

I have to move out of my room to do it, that’s ok.
Dan’s taking over all the utilities, etc. All of a sudden he’s worried about power. Heh. Well — whatever, I’m not paying any more. I have security deposit owed to me, and have 2 months worth of cable paid. I’m good to just ease out of this place until my checks kick in.
I’m still waiting on that, BTW.

I also sold a computer to Alysa’s neighbor, so that $ ought to be coming in soon. Oh… and there’s the really expensive CT speeding ticket I got the other day trying to get to work in 15 minutes. Note to self — don’t do that anymore.
$470 that I could be paying bills with. So that’s $1000 spent on my car in the last month alone, and it hasn’t even broke yet, just tires, installation, plus result of having the traction of a racecar. .:sigh:.

It’s a good sigh though, for a change. A content sigh, one that is for knowing I’m paying more then I ought to have, but knowing it was warranted, and that soon… soon I can afford it.