Sometimes I wonder why I even fucking try... My roommate (other one for the rare person who might care) is supposed to be my best friend, but ever since the start of my show she's been avoiding me....we live together so her standoffish attitude is super obvious. At first I thought she was just tired of hearing my drama with a guy in the cast who happens to be in my cast that I've had a crush on for forever. So imagine my joy in finally meeting a guy last night, offering him a couch to crash on, but so as to not alarm my roommates who were asleep at 3am, I let him sleep in my bed instead. One thing led to another.... So for the first time since June, I got laid. But as we finish up and catch our breath, I notice my phone blinking annoyingly. It's a snapchat message. From my roommate. Apparently we woke her up - didn't think we were that loud but ok, shit, sorry. But it's literally the most passive aggressive thing ever, because she has to be up in 45 minutes and she's glad I'm having fun, but she's "not happy" and to please keep it down. Like, was I supposed to see this mid-sex and hit mute?! So no, it's at the end and I can't did anything about it, except be pissed because the one positive thing guy related that's happened in the past 7 months is now ruined because she couldn't just pretend she didn't hear us like I have every time I hear her and her boyfriend....who is my brother btw. :/ And now I see a Facebook post about how she's so happy to go to school (she student teaches) and then work (we work together) on 4.5 hours of sleep. So thank you, for literally killing my good mood from a successful show and my first time getting laid in 7 months. Fuck you.
