So I’ve been slacking on my entries because I’ve been going out a lot. In fact I almost went out four nights in a row -minus Tuesday. Started on Sunday. I would say I had fun but looking back I really didn’t. I didn’t meet anyone worthwhile. Well, I thought I did on Sunday but he hasn’t called back to hangout again even though he keeps saying he wants to. Come to find out he’s on Tinder which I just joined last night. Maybe that’s why he’s so “busy.” Ugh I’m so sick of dating I don’t know why I even joined. Thursday I went out for a birthday and got way too drunk and ended up hooking up with this russian guy and doing coke. I think I have a coke hangover because I feel like I’m going to die. Never again. I just need to stay at home and be a hermit and start reading again but I know the wild side of me won’t let me. Today I have work and I feel like shit in all ways possible. Not in the mood. Ugh, I just miss my ex (oh whom I also saw on tinder as well). Damn I hate being single.