I am terrible at keeping my resolutions. And I make a ton of resolutions.

I guess I'm looking forward to NYC???

I don't know. I'm back in Atlanta, everywhere I turn folks are feeding me bourbon.

I just told this girl about her mismatched breasts and she bought shots for the bar. I do not know what is happening.

I was feeling pretty bummed* yesterday morning because I have about $7 right now and I'm going to need to borrow money again from my parents to make rent this month**.

Then a few hours later I was driving to Asheville with this girl who was dressed like a cross between a pirate and a Venetian fop, and I thought, "hey, this is alright."

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Man, I don't even know what to call it when you've been sleeping with this girl off and on, and you've both been dating different people off an on, and then you stop seeing each other.

Also you work together and have been good friends for a year or two.

And more complications, too complicated to name.

Ran in to my most recent ex and her new boyfriend a few hours ago. They ended up hanging out with my group at DragonCon for a while, I left early for a legitimate reason.

One of the stranger feelings I've experienced going through this breakup is the understanding that I will no longer be sleeping with my (former)girlfriend.

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