Money Woes and the Stupidity of Them

Ok, feeling self reflective tonight. I took the day off sick because I have a bruise that covers one half of one arse cheek and it's a bit painful to walk. Admittedly I don't think it was that bad to need a day off work but I was tired and grumpy this morning and think I needed the personal time. I've had a couple of bits of news lately that have been a bit rough, but I think that better times are on the horizon.
First off I had one of my little brothers' friends on Facebook tell me that he's expecting a baby, which I hadn't heard about. I called him and it turns out it's true, which is nice enough I guess but I can't say I'm too happy about it. My older brother had children too young when he wasn't prepared to a woman who I suspect he didn't really want to be with, and though he performed admirably and stepped up to support her and the kids, I think it kinda wrecked him as far as his social skills and general mental wellbeing were concerned. He drinks too much and doesn't have many friends at all, hell even I've almost come to blows with him over the way he carries on when he's pissed. I can't help feeling that my younger brother is doing the same thing, though I guess at least he's had a couple of years of being able to be a young guy without much responsibility. I know that he doesn't want to be with this girl though and that's what sucks. I've had friends who have tried to build something with someone for the sake of a kid and it doesn't work. I firmly believe that being with a single parent who loves you is better than being with two parents who hate each other that much they spend more time fighting than caring for you. Anyway, that's just the start of my own little story.
I decided to go out and 'celebrate' my becoming an uncle again by drinking far too much and letting some steam off. Unfortunately this resulted in a black spot that went on quite unbroken for something like five hours and had me feeling like utter shit the next day (yesterday). I nicked some money off my mates that they were playing poker with and one of them laid into me with the rake, which is why I have the bruises. It was all in good fun but I can't help admitting a little bit of regret at losing it so completely when I'm that drunk. I'm owning it and accepting responsibility but you kinda feel lame when you've gotta hit your mates up about how you got hurt the night before and that sort of shit.
In addition to all of this my roommate is leaving which is a good and bad thing. I hadn't realized how much of a downer it was to live with someone you can't hang out with and relate to. He's a bigtime stoner and I don't mind that but we were from different scenes and never once sat down and had a beer together or anything like that, which sucks because he did seem like a really nice guy. The guy I'm getting in is a good mate who I've known for a while so that'll be good. The bad side of it is that I'm having to spend quite a bit of money on new furniture, which extends my tenure here by a bit. It could still work out but I'm gonna have to get my arse into gear on the cheaper living and that sort of thing. I guess I could make lemonade out of lemons and give the public houses a miss for a bit, which would help me out a bit health wise.
Anyway, I apologize for the miserating but I guess there's been a lot of shit happening lately. I'm in a bad headspace which pisses me off even more because not so long ago I was going so well. I guess part of life is picking yourself up and getting on with it. The stupidity of the money woes is that even if I grossly overspent on the things the I need for the unit I'd still have a couple of grand in the bank which I could probably move with. I guess I'm not immune to being miserly when I'm on a good thing. I could move on a shoestring budget but I'd really prefer to be able to do it with a bit of style and ease. Not have to worry about bond or food for the first week or any of that sort of shit. But anyway, I'll probably overestimate anyway.
Peace out