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Last night I was in a weird state of chaos and fury. Yah, it was an interesting day hearing news or having an actual ex called me while being drunk... Yup, I found that this guy I seeing pretty much dumped me last month to see some other chick. I really don't care, but the fact that he used Jesus as a scapegoat to end the relationship then tell me the truth, pisses me off. The worst part was I had to find this out from my friend/owner of the art gallery I volunteer at. He came in last month with his new girlfriend to the place I call my sanctuary. The bloody guy is so I really don't know what to make of it, it all makes sense now, that hes a douche. Max_Traffic and Violetflux you guys were right... I'm some what humiliated because I know he wanted me to be there and witness the raveling of my heart to pieces, but unfortunately I wasn't.

Once I left having dinner with Veronica, the owner of the gallery, I pretty much went and hung with my friend Kevin. He's an amazing writer who's home from Boston for the holiday. While I was still in the state of current humiliation to mistrust, my other ex calls and well accused me of being on speed (We ran to each other at this event the previous Tuesday). While I was kind of trying to contemplate whether I'm just hyper in general or do drugs, to get hyper; I'm just hyper in general... Other then that he mentions he was pretty much drinking... Ha ha ha; drunk ass. What redeem the night was renting Ghost in the Shell 2 and getting the Buffalo 66 cd burn for me while hanging out with depressing Derek.