Looking for a new apartment, sent a few feelers out already. As expected, 80% of the estate agents haven't got back to me at all. Fucking wastes of spaces. Why are they so shit at even the most basic of tasks?
My car got bashed again in the car park during work. Didn't notice until the next day. No cameras, so I can't do shit. That's two obvious gender bumps in 9 months, in addition to some small dicked faggot keying my car on one side, all panels from front to back. There's no sense in getting them fixed, as I'll be selling it before Christmas. Still, frustrating as fuck.
I've also decided to stop being a piece of shit and dating multiple women at the same time. I'm going one on one with this new girl, and I want to do it right. We've had a great start so far, compatible in every way. I've come clean and dumped the other girls/broken off other leads, and have settled things on that front. Call it an attack of conscience, no desire to keep up this game, or simply getting older. Either way, I feel liberated, and seem less stressed keeping up with the game.