Andromeda

I’ve been living above an Irish bar for almost a year now.

Mmmmm I did a bad thing!! Thanks, living at bar, for all the great life decisions I’ve made in almost a year!!

I haven’t posted about my roommate in a while, but over the past few months, he had a health scare and had to cut back on his drinking, so we were actually getting along well for about a month. In December, I went to Philadelphia, but before I left, my roommate asked me why I decided to go there. The truth is that I bought the plane ticket while I was drunk in the bar, and I thought it would be cool to watch the 49ers game in Philly. I did tell my roommate about how I had a friend that lives there now, and I explained my complicated past and relationship with my friend Stephen. My roommate asked me if I had feelings for Stephen, and I explained how at one point in time, he was the love of my life.

It turns out that I didn’t see Stephen while I was in Philadelphia, and when I came back, my roommate picked me up from the airport. First he asked me if I had fun, and his second question was whether or not I saw Stephen. When I told him Stephen was too busy to meet up, he said something like “you need to be around people who really care about you.”

So fast forward to this past weekend, and I had a couple drinks on Saturday after work. I came upstairs from the bar and saw a letter from the electric company saying that there’s about $600 owed to them and they want to send my roommate to collections for it. I texted him about the letter, and he was so pissed off and refused to talk to me about it. Finally he told me to come to his room to talk, and I saw about 4 tall cans of cider on his table, so he was also probably drinking tequila too.

He started grilling me about having to pay more each month if I really wanted to help, and I got upset and started crying 1) because I was drunk and 2) money is tight for me right now. I told him that and his response was “you need to get your shit together. I bet you’d have more money if you didn’t spend it all downstairs or fly across the country to see the love of your life you didn’t tell me about.” After he said that I just wanted to leave, so I went to my room and we haven’t really spoken since that night.