I'm sorry, but I really have nothing to say tonight, so if you have anything better to do, close this tab on your browser.
GQ is a great guy. We get along so well, and are very happy together. We are going slow and communicating a lot, since this really is new for both of us, but I have to say I am super lucky.
Around 2 weeks ago, I got the itch to start listening to Christmas music. I am usually the one confused why people and stores start decorating before thanksgiving is even started, but this year I am one of those people. My Pandora account is full of Christmas melodies and I love it!
I am moving in less than a month and it has been quite a hellish experience. My first roommate didn't think it was important to tell me he wasn't going to move down to Portland for about a month. Leaving me in a false assumption that we would room together. It was only after I read he got a job on his Facebook post, that he told me the job was in Washington and not Portland like he told me. FORGET HIM!
Backup roommate Konrad was next in line. Unfortunately his current roommate decided she wouldn't move like he had thought, so he was out.
I went into a tail spin trying to find a roommate, and with only one month to go. I cannot stay in my current place because they are raising the rent $100, and I just can't afford that.
My friend informed me SHE was moving up to Portland as soon as she found a roommate and an apartment. I ask if she would be cool living with a guy/me? She said she had no problem with it, but wondered what the church would say. She asked her parents and they said they totally trust me and would have no issue with it, but they also wondered if it would be an issue with the bishop. I asked my pops (who is a Stake President) and he said knowing her and myself, he would be ok with it, but that it would look suspicious and we might want to talk to the bishop of the ward we would move into.
So my world was crashing around me. I needed to go home and sulk. I bought a box of donuts and rented a sappy chick flick and crashed for the night. I called my mommy and lamented my situation to her. I told her if I cannot find a roommate I had two options left.
1- Move home for the whole month of December and tell work its an emergency and I need to go home, and try to find a roommate before school started again in January.
2- Transfer schools to one near my parents home and move in with them.
Well through the magical powers of Facebook, I posted that I was looking for a roommate and one of my buddies said he was too. So my fingers are crossed, and he and I are in talks. There is 3 issues though, he is gay, not mormon, and smokes weed. I really am only bothered by the last one. I told him he would not be allowed to smoke in the house, and he was ok with that. So I am really hoping this all works out!