Keeping Up a Front

First off: Will someone please tell me how Facebook is supposed to have less drama then MySpace? I signed up for a Facebook account today and could you believe my surprise at one of the first people it recommends for me? Drama personified: Li'l Mama. Ugh. It's funny though, her MySpace is private but her Facebook isn't. I only started the account because Prissy is fed up with the MySpace drama and said she will be deleting her account. She said Facebook "feels good" but I really don't see much of a difference. Drama without the bells and whistles?

On the gossip front, Prissy almost fills my quota when she stops by. I love it. I like knowing what's going on in people's lives, so sue me. I haven't watched a soap opera in seven months so pop up the pop corn and tell me what you got. What her info sums up to I think is despite Hairy's new girlfriend, Prissy and Hairy are not quite over yet. I think everything will change when Hairy finishes school here in the next couple months. It has always been his top priority so let's see what happens when his priorities change.

On the houseguest front, though a little more alone time with the hubby would be nice (he works a similar schedule to the hubby) I thank him every day for not being Ketchup. He politely asks about things that should be implied but he doesn't want to be rude (i.e. taking a shower, borrowing a towel, getting a glass of water, etc.) Not only does he do it himself, but he makes sure others are sitting up if they are smoking a cigarette on my couch or not using a coaster on the coffee table. Refreshing.

On the Ketchup front, his new roommates keep complaining about him. I can't help but smile. Bad me. He doesn't contribute anything. Ha. He never leaves. Ha. He doesn't DO anything but sleep. Ha. After tomorrow (payday) we might actually be able to tell him why he has the feeling we kicked him out. Ha.

On the apartment search front, no progress. Monday or Tuesday we will make some calls, ask me about it then.

On the Tall and Sassy front, they are together, they aren't together, who knows today let alone tomorrow. What it's all added up to is that he's being an ass, who knows why. On top of saying some shockingly hurtful things, he can't seem to muster any empathy for Sassy, the woman he's supposed to love. It's almost like he's suddenly turned to teasing her when she's upset rather then having any concern for why she's upset in the first place. Communication is obviously their biggest problem. She tends to fight with him like she fights with her mother. More then a little condescending and loud, very loud. Him on the other hand, when he's not making flippant comments, he just shuts down. How can that translate into a lasting healthy relationship? It can't, which is why they are again having problems. Sassy's been hanging out a lot, quite a bit without the company of Tall. I don't mind.

On the hubby front, Sunday was his birthday so last week I let him go to the midnight release and buy (full price mind you, a big step for me especially considering our desperate lack of funds) Fable 2 for the XBox 360. He loves it. I love it. It's a great game and the hubby spent his birthday doing exactly what he wanted, playing.

Connecting back to the Tall and Sassy front, the hubby's birthday has actually been an issue. Tall has been to probably a dozen birthday parties this month for all his work buddies (who have become ever so important) but repeatedly kept forgetting about the hubby's birthday (who after three years instead of six months of friendship like his new buddies, you'd think it wouldn't be so difficult to retain.) He managed to stop by for a short time on the hubby's special day, but then had to leave... because he had made other plans... doing... "stuff." Yeah. Sassy was more pissed then we were (it wasn't exactly new to us that he'd choose his new buddies over us, or only coming over because his original plans fell through) but I don't blame her for it. It wasn't a complete loss. With Tall being a butthead, the hubby didn't want him around on his birthday anyway, heh.

On the Halloween front, we don't have plans. The hubby has to work, probably until about ten at night, plus it's been years since I bothered to put effort into a costume. A couple years back, I wore the dress I got married in and called myself a hippie, and a couple years before that I wore my old prom dress and basically just went goth, thank you Hot Topic. I typically just curl my hair or something, make an effort to look a little different and call it good. Maybe it's lazy, but then again, I'm lazy. We got invited to a party down the hall, thrown by Hairy's roommate. We most likely won't go, but it should be interesting to say the least. Either Li'l Mama is going to throw a hissy fit over the noise, or get shit faced and cause a whole different kind of trouble. I kind of think the hubby and I should just sit back, relax and debate calling in a few dozen MIP's to the cops, hehe. I wonder if they could beat the record this building set back in June while we were in California. There's always hope I guess.

On the me front, ugh. I can't sleep, but at the same time it feels like that's all I ever do. I keep waking up after four hours and have to spend the next four hours trying not to wake the hubby or Our Bum. I've been taking a nap in the afternoon and even that sucks. It takes me forever to fall asleep and then I wake up later then intended and have slept the day away. I need to eat more, I know it would help. One meal a day is not enough, I get it. Not only have I trained my body to just not be hungry over the last couple years, but I get so psyched out about my teeth (mad issues I tell you, unreasonable, i.e. phobia) that it makes eating anything a challenge. Ain't I neurotic as hell? Yeah, it's fun.

On the blog front... I'm done with this post, heh.