It's been windy

So my roommate decided to move out. So that's what I heard, anyway.
Not surprsing - seeing how this house hasn't been all that warm and inviting lately. Figuratively speaking.
As I've mentioned earlier, dinner time is the worst time of the day. I even try to avoid having dinner with him. It's just so friggin' awkward. No one says one word at the dinner table. This is not the kind of family setting I wanna come home to.
So he doesn't wanna speak. Fine. I'm ok with that. I'm confident enough in myself that I don't need anyone, nor do I need anyone's confirmation nor attention. Nonetheless it sucks.
Oh well, he's moving out.
Perhaps it's a good thing. Good for him, good for us.
I guess the only thing I'll really miss is the rent that I will be missing out on.
Maybe I'll look for a roommate - one who isn't such a complete phycho!

Long hours at work continues.
I'd gotten home even later today, but I wanted to come home and have a talk with my mom.
I started to care a little more about work. That little caring is making me stay at work a little more than usual.
Plus I have to get a few things ready for my promotion in two weeks.
Let's see if this one actually happens. They've been waving the word "promotion" in front of my face for the last 1.5 years.
I don't even wanna get into the whole, "how my organization is F*d up and management sucks balls" topic. I figured out every organization has F*d up structure, no matter what company you work for. It's just that mine sucks that much more.