Damn, I'm dumb. I was so totally into my fuck buddy that I was blinded. I gave him my total heart and he gave me shit. Seriously, he doesn't give a fuck about me even though I've bent over backwards for him. As I'm sure you all must think that I'm just being melodramatic, I'm really not; I have proof. My fuck buddy fell on some hard times, he got a dui. He lost his job at said cable company that we both work at because he didn't tell them immediately that his license was suspended and continued to work on a suspended license. When said cable company found out that he didn't have a license they fired him on the spot. He also told me that his roommate moved out and his power had been shut off. Me, feeling love and sympathy for this man invited him to move in with me. At first he declined my offer but I talked him into it thinking it would be wonderful fun for us to live together. It sucked from the very beginning. I didn't realize when I gave him permisssion to move in with me that he was addicted to chat rooms. The very first night he stayed with me I had to listen to him talking (via a microphone he used to chat with people), I had to listen to him chatting on the internet with another woman. He apparently had absolutely no interest in spending time with me (even though he told me he missed me), he only cared about spending time with these women on the internet.

I guess before I go any further I should include you, my readers, to what happened back around February. My fuck buddy got a dui and was no longer able to drive his own cars because the police in his neighborhood knew his cars and if he drove them he would have been pulled over and arrested. I, being the caring friend that I WAS, offered up my car for him to drive as an alternate so that he could still work. One morning I volunteered to work overtime and told my fuck buddy that he could use my car while I was at work. I had planned to start work at 8 am which was very early for me. I gave him a couple options, the first was for me to pick him up on my way home so that I didn't have to leave so early in the morning but he wasnt interested in that option and instead chose for me to pick him up the next morning. I agreed and when I went to pick him up the next morning after a repeated banging on his door to wake him up I found the back door unlocked and let myself in as I had many times previously. When I entered his bedroom I found him spooning another woman. Yes, of course I was super pissed off. He was passed out at the time and I don't know if he even knew I was there except for the text messages I sent him telling him to basically fuck off. I didn't hear from him again until about a month ago.

A month ago he text me to tell me that he had a dui. He was pretty much all crapped out. His roommate moved out. His gas and electric was already turned off. He was without a job because his job at said cable company was terminated because he no longer had a drivers license which was required for him to go out and sell cable. He was fucked. I felt pity on him and inevitably invited him to move in with me (into my guest bedroom). I still loved the guy afterall. The very first day he stayed at my house I realized he didn't care even half as much about me as I did him. I had to endure listening to him "chat" online with another woman. I had to listen because they used microphones and webcams in this chatroom. After a few days of this I got really tired of it all and removed the internet from him. I started hiding or taking the modem to work with me. I thought maybe this would make us closer but instead it threw us further apart. He spent every moment at home either watching movies in his room or playing solitare on his computer. One night I tried to connect with him and pretty much threw myself at him and even woke up naked next to him and he was all the way on the other side of the bed. Apparently he had no interst in me. The next 2 nights he didn't come home. I have no idea where he was or who he was with but I figured it was a backlash at me because I took the modem. I wasn't going to let that shit go down in my house. Why the fuck should I sit around and be sad over some asshole guy in my own home anyway??? He came home on the third day and I tried to take a nap before going out with a girlfriend but I just couldn't sleep because it upset me so much him not coming home. I decided to put my fucking foot down and walked to his room after taking a shower (with only a towel wrapped around me) and told him he needed to get out. He protested at first and even told me that he had it in writing that he could stay as long as he needed to. I told him very clearly that was the case, but since he hadn't given me any money to stay with me that he was a GUEST in my house and I had the right to kick him out any time I wanted to. It didn't take very much convincing to get him to leave my house, as he knew that I wsas serious about making him leave and that I would inform the police (who are just a block away from me), that he didn't have a license to drive legally. Since then he has only responded to text messages and I've just tonight informed him that if he didn't have all of his shit out of my house by saturday it would be out on the street. I guess I will need to call legal aid to make sure I have the right to do that, but since he's not living here I don't see why I can't. I just want to be done with him.

Since I've kicked my fuck buddy to the curb, I've found somone else to occupy my time. It's a guy I met at my local bar. He's pretty hot. Tall and kind of looks like Toby Keith, only he's not country. The only problem is that he has a girlfriend. I can only see him like one time a week. He stopped over last night for a booty call and although I wasn't really feeling it, I did anyway. The sex is GREAT. I guess I just feel bad because he has a girlfriend and I know I would fucking hate it if another girl was screwing my boyfriend. I told him it was bad Karma for me to keep sleeping with him but then he told me maybe it's his gf's bad Karma catching up with her that is causing him to cheat. Anyway, it's a nice relief to not have my fuck buddy on my mind all the time anyway now what I have a new fuck buddy. I guess though it might hinder me finding a guy for myself as long as I have a fuck buddy in my life. I guess I'll sleep on that tonight and decide if I want to maybe let him go so I can open other doors. Well, as always, this has been Keri, over and out and still single.