It's going to be a long 26 days...

26 days...that is how much longer I have to put up with living here with him.  I THOUGHT it was good, I THOUGHT it was going to be no issue...well apparently that is true until you take C and add vodka.  Then the stupid comments start, how I've been cock blocking him from getting laid for the past 3 years and that he has been talking to all of our friends for at least the past year about how he was going to ask me to move out.   RIIIIGGGGHHHHHTTTT.  I know him better than he thinks and I know that most of that isn't true, it's just him trying to save face.  And him telling me that his mother is heartbroken?  Trying to make me feel guilty.  Blah blah.

I am going to do a little bullet list to make me feel better, this list is called "Things I Will Not Miss"

• The hair, all over the place.  This man could be in the world records for most body hair, and he sheds.
• The q tips, he uses 3 every morning and attempts to throw them in the garbage.  Shaq he isn't because not a single one makes it in.
• The towers of empty beer cans & bottles
• The pile of unwashed dishes that are constantly in the sink
• The take out containers and bags in the bedroom
• The constant fart smell in the house, he has serious bowel issues
• **DRAZ AVERT YOUR EYES**  Regarding those bowel issues, I need to be very in tune with when I have to go, because once he sits on the toliet, he is there for a minimum of 45 minutes.  Then there are the floaters he leaves, not to mention the ass fuzz (again the man is a hairy fuck) that he leaves on the seat. 
• I won't see him eat as often as I do now.  This guy, who had gastric bypass surgery, eats more than anyone I know.  And he jams these giant bites in his mouth then proceedes to talk with his mouth full.

SIGH.  I woke up with a migrane this morning, thought I could tough it out & drove 45 minutes to work.  Walked in, went straight to the bathroom, threw up (real one, not pb) & turned around drove 45 minutes back home back to bed.  Slept for 5 hours, woke up, threw up again, back to sleep for 2 more hours.  Then I went to get a chocolate malted milk shake.  Yup, I sure did.  And I don't feel guilty at all.  It was the first thing I had all day, aside from water, so that is that.  C tried to make me feel guilty about it, but when it is coming from a man jamming a 20 piece order of nuggets followed by 2 double cheese burgers, it is EXTREMELY easy to ignore comments like that.

Love you guys...