It's over.

[docwebster]

Ranada's met somebody else. We're still going to be good buds and roomies. Not like I have a lot of choice - the station isn't making enough money for me to make it on my own yet and my physical problems have me in pain even when I do something so simple even as taking garbage down to the curb.

We've been precious little other than roomies who have sex every once in a while for a long time now, anyway, so this isn't a total shock. But even knowing down deep that it was coming, I can't help but have this feeling of "Mind that bus, what bus, splat" (and yes, bun, that was taken from Red Dwarf).

Yes, we've "broken up" before. But I think this time - it just feels like she means it, you know? I feel in here like she means it.

Now what the fuck do I do?

Comments

[poisoned-flower.livejournal.com]

*Huge hugs* and plenty kudos on "Mind that bus, what bus, splat" quote. *g*

Just take one day at a time, keep your mind occupied and probably try and keep on a low as far as Ranada is concerned. You're still roomies, fair enough, but at the same time you'll need space to come to terms with what's happened.

Then when you can afford to (or when I can), come sail across the pond and we shall have a Dwarf night in *nods*.

[docwebster.livejournal.com]

Yuu know I even had chicken vindaloo this past weekend?

[poisoned-flower.livejournal.com]

You would've made Listy proud. *nod*

[trial-by-flame.livejournal.com]

*Agrees totally*

I had Trev as a "roomie" for a while before I just couldn't take it any more... obviously you know what happened next but that won't happen to you Mister DJ of my heart.

Oh damn, my radio station is psychic... here I am leaving you a message and guess what just came on the radio?