I must be a tortoise...

Because I'm definitely not a hare!

To explain this cryptic statement...Would everyone like to hear a story?

There once was this roommate.... See where this is going...

Anyway, the lowdown, the old boytoy has been gone for about 2 mths, you know the one she lied about. Now she has a new one.

And from what I can tell, they've only been "dating" for maybe 2 weeks, and I term it loosely because the first time I knew of him, it was a weekend in which he stayed over 2 nights. And this past weekend, and few days in between the longer stays.

She's obviously given up on texting me to let me know he's over. UGH. And tonight, he's staying over again. Double UGH. And guess what, he brought his laundry over. What the heck?! He better not be moving in is all I've got to say...

Why doesn't she stay at his place for a few nights in a row, come on, I need a break. I mean she snuck him in the one night. I woke up suddenly the one night, and couldn't figure out why, until I heard his voice coming through the paper thin walls at 4 AM, when I know for sure he wasn't there at 1.

So because I couldn't sleep, I turned on my radio. :P So sue me if I can't sleep through people talking...and whatever. I need the white noise provided by the radio, which for some odd reason I've always fallen asleep to with no problems.

And this leads to the tortoise and the hare statement. How in the world does she move so quickly? Is this what guys like? Seriously? She's 26, has no real job, babysits sometimes, and goes through guys like gas...Although this one has last more than 2-3 weeks.

In comparison, myself, the world's most oblivious girl...moves at a snail's pace due largely in part because she doesn't realize it until it's too late...

OY!