Julia Stiles can suck my left nut or Much Ado About Nothing

If there’s one thing that I’m the Zen-master flex at it’s overreacting to situations. Anyone who even remotely knows me knows this. From screaming like a teenage girl when spooked to bleeding ulcers at a moment’s notice, I stress with the best of them.

So besides the normal issues attributed with work, money, work, women, etc, my latest unnatural stressor had to do with my current living situation. Or should I say my perceived current living situation.

I’ve been living the blissful Three’s Company lifestyle for quite some time but the little Blonde fled to different waters and replacing her, the new roommate, el Capitan. With el Capitan in tow, the new lease/rent increase was sure to follow. And it did.

Long story short, all the discussions the Jule and I had about sticking it out in the apartment almost came to an end. We signed the lease and through some misguided intel and much teeth-gnashing I thought she was trying to run an end around and move in with her boyfriend, leaving el Capitan and yours truly high and dry on the hook for a year’s rent or with a less-than-desirable fill-in on a moment’s notice.

The much-hyped Roommate Sit-in did not live up to it’s billing (and for the best). El Capitan ended up being a no-show instead drinking his day away on the other side of the river and the Jule calling off the move out. I think she realized, that we’ve got a pretty sweet deal in terms of rent/location/set-up, her boyfriend can barely manage to eat solid foods, let alone provide for her expensive little habit and that moving out of the QuanDome is just too much to bear.

So yeah, I overreacted just a bit and caused some unnecessary grief in the process. Whatever. She was still this close to fleeing, a good deal on craigslist here or a good deal there and it would have been a different story.

Either way, I’m getting to old for this shit (living with other humans that I do not planning on being intimate with) and the old adage rings true: "You can’t live with ‘em and you can’t drown ‘em in a duffle bag."