jbusy

I drink too much beer when I hang out in Nashville.
Someone prayed for me, today.
I'm not religious by any stretch and the prayer wasn't the most articulate and eloquent prayers I've ever heard, but it was probably the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.
Things are good.
I over tired and half drunk and I'm happy.
I hope everyone is doing well.


Edit.
Well, things WERE good until I read a blog post my exboyfriend wrote.
Evidently, he got on my SG account (without me knowing or giving him permission or even giving him my password) and read my blogs about the boy I've been hanging out with.

Needless to say, I changed my password.
He's torn up about it.
With good reason, I suppose. But GOD DAMN WHAT A CREEPY THING TO DO.
I mean, I feel bad a little because he's still my friend and we talk almost daily and when he called me last night I was hanging out with the new boy and he could hear him talking in the background.
Which is whatever because it's not like he told me I'm not allowed to have friends.
It's not like he ever said I'm not allowed to hang out with boys.
It's just feel bad because he calls me and we're talking and I'm talking to him and the other boy at the same time and then he goes home and looks at my shit and then finds out that me and that boy aren't "just friends" like I'd been telling him we were.
GOD, I HATE DRAMA.

Maybe I was naive to think he and I could still be friends after we broke up.
It just sucks becaus I don't care if he fucks other girls.
I wish he would.
Then maybe he wouldn't be in such a bad mood all the time.
I wish he could be as easygoing.

EDIT AGAIN.
Turns out he didn't hack my shit.
Guess if you google JBusy, the second thing on there is my SG site.
Oops.
I feel like a bitch for slandering him like that.
And not to sound mean, but this blog was NOT an invitation for people to give their uneducated opinions about him.