when it rains, it pours...
shitty. called my landlord to get my door fixed, which i am sure is going to cost me an assload of money, and drama ensued. basically, he came by to check out what had happened, and then again when the guy was fixing it, and both times, dustin (one of the homeless kids im keeping off of the street) was there and i wasnt. this time, dustin was sleeping on the couch when he came in, and he woke dustin up, told him that he couldnt eat, sleep, or shower at my house, and that since he didnt live there, he had to leave. it sucks, because i need to be in good with my landlord so that pete, one of my two best friends from home, can move in smoothly, since he's moving here because i told him i have a room. the thing that gets me is that dustin just doesnt have anywhere to go, so i got to deal with this. i was starting to become friends with dustin, and someone needs to take care of him until he gets his feet under him, but i just dont know if it can be me anymore, which is a nice self-induced guiltfest.
also, marc, the kid that i am similarly letting live in my house for free for no other reason other than trying to do a favor for a friend who lied to me about the whole car thing is finally moving out, which is good. he accused me of lying about using his goggles instead of clancy's on the trip to mammoth with the infamous mens room incident, which i am still pissed about (yeah, shut up, you fuckers), and i thought it was almost cute, how he was trying to call me a liar right before he fell asleep, rent-free, on my couch. to be fair, kodee probably told him that i pissed in his gear intentionally to get back at him, or something else shifty. that whole thing was all pretty much completely his fault, and it just sucks that no one cared enough to fix it or think what i would think if i found out before they told me, but it is true that the entire situation was created by his being a sketchball. what's new. ugh. fuck everyone, i just want to be able to relax again. preferrably with some beautiful black-haired girl rubbing my back, but at this point, i'd settle for just sleeping.
also, marc, the kid that i am similarly letting live in my house for free for no other reason other than trying to do a favor for a friend who lied to me about the whole car thing is finally moving out, which is good. he accused me of lying about using his goggles instead of clancy's on the trip to mammoth with the infamous mens room incident, which i am still pissed about (yeah, shut up, you fuckers), and i thought it was almost cute, how he was trying to call me a liar right before he fell asleep, rent-free, on my couch. to be fair, kodee probably told him that i pissed in his gear intentionally to get back at him, or something else shifty. that whole thing was all pretty much completely his fault, and it just sucks that no one cared enough to fix it or think what i would think if i found out before they told me, but it is true that the entire situation was created by his being a sketchball. what's new. ugh. fuck everyone, i just want to be able to relax again. preferrably with some beautiful black-haired girl rubbing my back, but at this point, i'd settle for just sleeping.