6:05PM – I’ve officially moved in with Jude. It’s weird to live with a man again. It’s not at all bad so far, just not something I ever thought I’d be doing. Again. Invited our mutual friend (who I have yet to think of a alias for) over to celebrate (or rather just all have an excuse to stuff our faces). I was thinking of making his namesake either the lead singer of Nickleback or Creed since he hates those two bands in particular.

Jude burnt the shit out of half of the brats, I’m sincerely delighted.

My room is partially set up. I need to buy some more flooring ASAP. I should be able to finish the room enough to work by Saturday if I’m able to find some time to fuck with it and dive in tomorrow.

6:50PM – After living *and* working in my studio for the last two-ish years (probably closer to 4), it’s so nice to have room, space and privacy enough to have friends over.

7:08PM – I need to get a script together for some of my other pre-recorded lines I’ve been letting rot on NiteFlirt. I want to go all in on what I’ve been working on the last 6ish months. And Arousr has been absolute shit. They already take so much I really have to jack up my prices to make it worth the effort.

9:09PM – Watched Trivial Pursuit, got all of our asses kicked. Jude put on Family Feud which culminated in everyone shouting “CONDOM” for the question “What does Snow White have to buy in bulk?”

9:14PM – Mr. Kroger left to shuffle his way home (he’s currently laid up with a pretty bad injury, but was still down as fuck to hangout). I just shoo’ed a wolf spider under the couch and now I’m just left with the realization of what I contribute and what it gets me. I wonder if this will end as badly as last time or if it will end at all? Right now, I’m more than happy to give a bit of grace, but the amount of times that happens is unlimited until it’s not. I never know the amount of chances anyone gets, but Jude had more than the average clearance level individual in my life.

Jude put The World Cup on while I field texts from perverts. A Abby Norman Rockwell painting if I’ve ever seen one.

The US has been winning, which given the current view from here within the country in question, is depressing as fuck.

10:01PM – I can never see the line between socially acceptable and entertaining & no longer funny. It’s a gift and a curse. I will say, it’s gotten easier and less frequent the older I get, but it’s still noticeably bad.

11:13PM – I really hate what happens when I partner with someone long enough to end up living with them. It’s been very rare in my life so far, but I get a long lasting case of nesting as if I’m pregnant. Every single time. My need to take care of someone(s) is big, but not large enough to warrant making it a literal job.

Just something I feel compelled to do in daily life. And it keeps presenting itself so either I’m supposed to learn how to perfect that skill or when to abandon it. Being human is most definitely another species’ hell.