So I haven't been good.

I got back in to New York Tuesday night, after having another fight with C.S. The new roommate moved in while I was gone (I guess I forgot to mention that we found one) and he wanted to go out for dinner. Though I was exhausted I said sure and we did, and he paid. He seems nice, though he's 37 and where I'm from that would be a little weird to still be having roommates, but in NYC I guess it's different. Or it's like my high school piano teacher whom everybody knew was gay but he'd never come out and actually say it, and he pelted us with anecdotes of his "roommate" all the time.

Anyway. Wednesday he bought an air conditioning unit for the living room, which seemed like a fantastic idea at first conception except that somehow defying our expectations it's not doing anything at all to cool the apartment. Well no, I guess it's managed to bring the living room from fucking sweltering to nearly room temperature. My room is still hot, and I can't do anything about it because I have no window. Just a skylight.

So today's Thursday, and the reason why I said I've been bad is the fact that yesterday I slept until 6 PM (which I guess isn't so unreasonable because I slept maybe five hours my entire trip and Tuesday was a very stressful and late day) and have yet to even attempt to find a new job this week. I know on a logical level that this is inexcusable and I don't have enough time to fuck around, but I'm lethargic and can't motivate myself at all. It's not even out of depression. It's just that New York has been very weird to me since a few days before returning. I don't know entirely why.

My cat's also been strange, doing things like behaving and following me from room to room, laying next to me on the couch, bed, etc. I don't like it at all.

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