Right well I clearly have pissed off someone up there, this week was INSANE. I still can't believe even the half of it looking back.
Here are the highlights.
There was a CRAZY bar fight at my place, I called 911 three times because I thought my security guy was getting killed. And my stupid security guy was the one who started it!
I had to call my cop connections, for the first time in my life, to squash it. And even he couldn't get rid of it.One of the fighters had shown me NY ID, that turned out to belong to her sister... I had to have a meeting with some scary Queens DA and kiss some ass.. I rocked it of course. I expect a marriage proposal from him within the month..
And in the most totally batshit insane development, my crazy roommate had a full on psychotic break and BROKE INTO MY ROOM to break shit... I was there and tried to calm her, just made her more crazy - then she decided she wanted me out of the country and called the fucking INS on me! This was over a pair of shoes left in the living room. INSANE. I had to leave at 4am with whatever I could carry and go back with a police escort to get the rest of my stuff. Maybe I should have seen it coming, she was always strange. But this was some serious off her meds schizo stuff.
Frightening.
To cap it all I stupidly hooked up with My Fake Boyf. I was stressed, he was there....whatever. I know it was a dumb DUMB move and he's totally sweating me again. Sigh.
I'm a big fan of 'do it for the story'. But can I make the choice? Will someone please stop the drama coming to me?
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Sounds like you've had a hectic, crazy week. I hope that you get everything sorted out, and don't beat yourself up too much about any of this. Shit happens. Go with it. Enjoy it.
I'm curious: was there any fallout from having sex with the fake boyfriend?
Maybe you and I should get married: it'll solve your INS problems, and take care of both of our fake s.o. issues.
Dude. Let's do it. A great story for the grandkids, right?
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