He likes to call. A lot. He likes to talk on the phone for hours. This isn't really my thing. He seems a little, dare I say, needy? That was short-lived. We had a miscommunication last week that involved me waiting at a pool-hall bar for him for twenty minutes and then leaving after assuming I'd been stood up. He couldn't answer my texts and call because his "phone died" and he "didn't have access to a charger." That bored me more than listening to him talk on the phone for two hours while I watched Aqua Teen Hunger Force on mute.
I moved into a new apartment yesterday in the snow. Not only did it suck that it snowed in EFFING OCTOBER, but it was my moving day. Mother Nature is a selfish bitch and I am tired of her getting her snow period all over me whenever she feels like it.
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