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I know nobody reads this anymore or even writes in it, which is exactly why I am. (This preface is just in case anybody is reading it). I need some place to vent where I doubt anyone will see it (ie, not Facebook).
I am so fucking sick of...
...living in a place where my roommates don't help me take out the recycling and since I can't take it all (cause they create so damn much of it!) that it just accumulates and accumulates...We had seven bags of recycling that I took out today - it took me four trips.
...living in a place where I am trapped in my room. I'm trapped here because of the cats who annoy me and try to eat my food, because no one cleans the apartment and it's disgusting - the whole place smells of cigarette smoke and cat shit, and because my roommates almost always have people over.
...living with a roommate who promised she wouldn't smoke in the house before we allowed her to move in...but she does anyway. But I can't kick her out for it since she's on the lease (which was not my idea, it was the landlord's requirement).
...living with people who respect me and my stuff so little. For example, no matter how sick I am, how tired I am, or how much work I have to concentrate on, my roommates have people over and are loud enough that I can hear everything. One of them used a pan of mine-- which I don't mind, but-- it has been sitting in the sink for a week now, unwashed. If it rusts through, she's buying me a new one.
...being woken up nightly by the cats hitting my door hard enough that it, well, wakes me up.
...my roommate not taking care of the cats. When she got them, I didn't mind, but I made it very clear that they were completely her cats, and I would not take care of them without her specifically asking and me agreeing. And yet, the cats rarely have food in their bowls (and then tear apart our kitchen looking for food) and the litter box gets cleaned once in a blue moon (and the subsequently start shitting everywhere). Soon I'm going to call the ASPCA and the Department of Health (but I'm worried about doing the latter cause my room is...not exactly clean).
...my roommate not disciplining the cats. They're allowed to sleep on my dining room table - NOT HEALTHY for those of us who would like to eat at the table - and sunbathe on my ironing board. When they managed to break through my baricade after Thanksgiving and get in my room, the cats shit on my comforter. My roommate gave me money to clean it, but didn't discipline the cats at all. And the cats ate part of my shower curtain. Think anything was done about that?
...living somewhere where no one realizes I do anything - each roommate thinks the other bought the toilet paper, took out the trash, cleaned the toilet, etc, without thinking, 'wait, there's a third person here who may have done it.'
...the utlitiy bill being over $200 and my roommates complain and complain and complain and post date their checks and say they don't have the money. But if I turn the heat down even a few degrees, it's turned right back up. (It's well over 70 degrees).
...my roommates complaining they don't have enough money to pay the bills and post dating their checks. But they have plenty of money for beer, cigaretts, takeout, and clothes.
...my roommate's (just one of them) boyfriend staying over. Last month it was 5 days, at least (I wasn't here for the first two weeks of the month so it could have been much more). If it is ever more than that, he'll be chipping in for rent and utilities. He's a nice enough guy, it seems (I don't really know him) but I'm not really comfortable waking up and him still being here...and him showering here and exiting the bathroom in just a towel.
...living somewhere where I am considered so little that after I had been gone a week and a half on vacation, I came back to testify against the guy who totalled my car and my roommate's, and she sees my dad and says, "Oh, did you go home?" It's great to know I live in a place where I could be dead and they wouldn't notice I haven't been home in three weeks. (I'm not asking for someone to know where I am constantly but I think if you live with roommates they should be able to go, 'you know, I haven't seen her in a while, maybe I'll see if she's OK').