Feel Like I Do

The Landlord took Inverse out for her birthday last night. Now she's pretty poor so this story is really good. Any I was informed that the waiter was good looking so she wrote her name on a $20 bill and wrapped around her business card for the place she bar tends. LMAO she's paying now for dates. I don't see this working. However if this is the new way women are picking up guys, I'm all for it. Give me a $20 and I'll take you to Starbucks to see if we click and I'll be ahead which will be a first.

Day 6 of withdrawl seems to be going well. No more brain fire which is good, but brain fuzziness is happening for an hour or two in the morning. I'm still keeping myself under a microscope. The medication is one of the reasons I was able to separate from my ex. However I think it has done what it needs to do. I do feel like I've gotten a missing piece of me. I do have to admit it's the fun crazy part of me. For my long time readers, every time my landlord left I would air guitar around the house. However for a long time now I haven't done so because I just didn't want to. He was home this weekend and I was strumming. So that quirkiness that is me I think is back.

I called Eric tonight to tell him this month's visit isn't going to happen. I most likely will be able to do it next month. I'm generating the money in the office, but it has not arrived yet. What sucks is that this month would have been a week, but next month will only be a weekend. I do feel like a bad parent for disappointing him this way. He wasn't around for me to tell him though.