catching up

i have all these visions of being an amazing blogger, creating a blog that others flock to for advice or amusing anecdotes... alas, i am lazy. i suppose it's not laziness as much as hesitation. i don't want this blog to be negative, but i feel negative a lot of the time. pretty much most of the time lately. but i want to look back on this in later years and remember what it was actually like, so i suppose i should just share away.

somehow the past few months have slipped by with little documentation... i'll recap.

- still hate my roommates, perhaps more now than ever. i always assumed it would be me with the problem. i'm not very social, i like my space, i'm not a neat freak when it comes to my own things but i am definitely particular about my things mixed with others' things. but it's not me. it's them. they are rude, they have no sense of personal space or respect for privacy. he is bossy and arrogant with an irrational superiority complex. she is immature, lazy and stupid. really, really stupid. listening to the two of them together makes me want to drill holes in my eyeballs with a dull pencil. i could go on for days. but this is a recap post, so i'll move on.

- louie got a new job! finally. i hope that this will be the end to all the problems. the only problems we really have, actually, are money and his drinking. obviously they are related. and i hope, i really hope, this new job will change both of these things.

- my health problems haven't changed. i'm assuming this is mostly due to my current living situation - the asthma, the skin related to allergies (i think), the stress. with this new job i think we will be able to move soon. i really need to get out of here. i have a doctors appointment scheduled, but it's not until october. i guess that's what i get for waiting so long. it's okay. i'm hoping that i'll use the extra time to lose some weight.

- i'm still not engaged. still not pregnant. (not that i was trying.) i want a baby so badly, and living with a pregnant roommate is making it so much worse. she's so stupid, and i'm watching her do everything wrong, and i actually do know a lot about pregnancy, infants, childcare, etc., but i can't say anything because they'll just think i'm being a bossy bitch. as usual. i've told louie, and i'll keep telling him, that it's going to kill me to live here with her when the baby is born. i need to get out of here as soon as possible.