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[marydeath]

Okay so I'm an idiot and I stay up too late. I am lying in my bed at 4:30am trying to coax my body into rest, when I hear a BLOODY SCREAM from some room below. Sounds like Bento? So I lie there for a minute thinking that an intruder has entered my apartment and is killing from down up. I scamper next door and wake up Mark and Pete and we all trudge

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[aquamanla]

Hey Mere, to answer your question: Eli, is being an asshole to me. Basically this whole summer he's been making bitch comments about me needing to "get out of his house" whenever I come around which I used to laugh off until Thursday when he said something profoundly bitchy and unjustified so I basically told him to fuck off and not talk to or about me...ever again. So, last night after I was already in a great mood from having had a confrontation with Vadim, in the kitchen, in front of a bunch of Brynn's friends who I had just met (as it was her b-day party), with both of us drunk, Eli point blank told me that he was sick of seeing me, that he didn't want me in his house ever again, and if I did come back I wasn't allowed to use his furniture (i.e- the chairs, couches, TV, or dining room table). This also happened when we were drunk and in front of a bunch of strangers, so I proceded to go outside and sob on the front steps while Pete patted me on the shoulder and told me that Eli's a douche. So, I in turn have decided to

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[marydeath]

Ah Latoya, that is terrible. I am sorry there is so much drama. I would really like to talk to you about it sometime... I am pretty much fucked as far as work this week goes (this being the most important week as far as needing to get shit done, and I woke up this morning feeling sick... ahhh Life), and I have had shit luck finding time when folks back in the States are either not asleep or somehow otherwise engaged... but if we keep trying I think we'll catch each other eventually

[aquamanla]

Hey Mere, to answer your question: Eli, is being an asshole to me. Basically this whole summer he's been making bitch comments about me needing to "get out of his house" whenever I come around which I used to laugh off until Thursday when he said something profoundly bitchy and unjustified so I basically told him to fuck off and not talk to or about me...ever again. So, last night after I was already in a great mood from having had a confrontation with Vadim, in the kitchen, in front of a bunch of Brynn's friends who I had just met (as it was her b-day party), with both of us drunk, Eli point blank told me that he was sick of seeing me, that he didn't want me in his house ever again, and if I did come back I wasn't allowed to use his furniture (i.e- the chairs, couches, TV, or dining room table). This also happened when we were drunk and in front of a bunch of strangers, so I proceded to go outside and sob on the front steps while Pete patted me on the shoulder and told me that Eli's a douche. So, I in turn have decided to