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Has it really been this long since writing an entry here? It had to take a half pint of bottom-shelf Canadian whiskey, absolute boredom (watching House on hulu.com, really?), and excruciating living circumstances to get me here. I'm sorry, year 2011, for not writing a single entry during that time. 2011 WAS interesting, after all... enduring a failing relationship, going to field school, meeting someone wonderful, finishing an honors thesis, graduating from UCF, etc. What could possibly be bothering me so much at this very moment that I was spurred to crack this open?
Let's hear it...
My roommate/landlord (David Krawczyk) is a former bandmate/friend. He opened his door for me to move in when I needed to get out of my apartment with Becca last summer. Since then, his friend has moved in and they are best buds. The two of them are pushing me out, slowly but surely, and I don't appreciate the more-than-obvious passive aggressive tactics. Douche.
He towed my girlfriend's car so he could get his boat out of the garage, and stiffed me with the bill. Who the fuck does that? Honestly... any rational person would have told their friends, "Hey, it looks like my room mate is being lame and didn't leave his girlfriend's keys here to move her car out of the driveway... let's go to the beach instead, and get drunk there!" But no. I have to pay $55 because he decided to call a tow truck to move her car while we were in the field digging. What an inconsiderate asshole. I'm amazed such a small fry has the nerve to do that. I should seriously pop him in the face. Douche.
So I'm now debating whether I should move in to a friends' apartment for more or less the same financial commitment $500+)... or suck it up and stay here and end up paying way too much ($600+ to stay here and endure the bullshit out of convenience?). Seriously, I've never had a room mate that just didn't give a shit about my financial situation. Who asks someone for MORE rent when a third person moves in to the house? Douche.
My dad is right, but encouraging my spinelessness. He says I should "suck up some shit" and swallow my pride, and just stay here for the duration (until July, paying $500 +utilities a month and living with a couple of middle-aged single men who are sad and lonely and take it out on me because I have a hot girlfriend and we are happy together). In the scheme of things, though, this place is safe and in a nice neighborhood... but I could really benefit from living with people who are in my same boat (my friends).
Half and half bottom shelf whiskey drinks are pretty strong.
Let's hear it...
My roommate/landlord (David Krawczyk) is a former bandmate/friend. He opened his door for me to move in when I needed to get out of my apartment with Becca last summer. Since then, his friend has moved in and they are best buds. The two of them are pushing me out, slowly but surely, and I don't appreciate the more-than-obvious passive aggressive tactics. Douche.
He towed my girlfriend's car so he could get his boat out of the garage, and stiffed me with the bill. Who the fuck does that? Honestly... any rational person would have told their friends, "Hey, it looks like my room mate is being lame and didn't leave his girlfriend's keys here to move her car out of the driveway... let's go to the beach instead, and get drunk there!" But no. I have to pay $55 because he decided to call a tow truck to move her car while we were in the field digging. What an inconsiderate asshole. I'm amazed such a small fry has the nerve to do that. I should seriously pop him in the face. Douche.
So I'm now debating whether I should move in to a friends' apartment for more or less the same financial commitment $500+)... or suck it up and stay here and end up paying way too much ($600+ to stay here and endure the bullshit out of convenience?). Seriously, I've never had a room mate that just didn't give a shit about my financial situation. Who asks someone for MORE rent when a third person moves in to the house? Douche.
My dad is right, but encouraging my spinelessness. He says I should "suck up some shit" and swallow my pride, and just stay here for the duration (until July, paying $500 +utilities a month and living with a couple of middle-aged single men who are sad and lonely and take it out on me because I have a hot girlfriend and we are happy together). In the scheme of things, though, this place is safe and in a nice neighborhood... but I could really benefit from living with people who are in my same boat (my friends).
Half and half bottom shelf whiskey drinks are pretty strong.