Yay For Alcoholism!

I was talkin to J today who mentioned that she can't come to my house anymore. And then she said it was because my roommate just told her if he ever called her again he would punch her in the face.

I knew something was fishy but it was confirmed when she told me that he was perfectly fine moments before, and that she had called him at about 9:45 am and that he was in Roppongi. That proved it.

Justin called me this afternoon and told me that he got suspended from work because he drank too much last night and came into work drunk. He then proceeded to ask me if, since he now had the day free, I wanted to go get a few drinks.

He called me a few more times and told me that tomorrow night we need to go out and get shitty like we used to (we didn't) and that I didn't need to worry about getting home because I could stay at Whitney's. Cause Whitney isn't around, and that's where Justin's staying.

I don't know how to explain to him that I don't want to drink with him. And that I think it's pathetic how much he drinks. How can a person live with Andrea of all people, and go through what we did, and then sink so deep into their own alcoholism? Pretty easily, I guess.

I have no sympathy anymore.