I'm lonely

Two years ago I would have given anything, up to and including my favorite testicle (the right), to live alone.

I finally get to do it. And it blows dead goats.

I'm engaged, and we lived together for the last year. There were times I was exceedingly miserable but I endured and wound up being okay with it. However, gas prices have driven my other home for carpooling purposes (she works full time), and the apartment is mine.

And at first, it was sweet, sweet bliss.

I did whatever I wanted to do. I did all the things that piss her off, and received no punishment. No complaint. Not even a "Stop it." I was free, free at last... and I had no one to share it with.

I can only watch reruns of The Office so many times by myself. And I love gaming, but it's no fun when I've beaten everything I have and I'm too broke for new stuff. I don't even enjoy my Netflix subscription the way I used to.

I want my roomie back.