I HATE MY APARTMENT! I finally got the bug problem slightly fixed (no longer seeing cockroaches every day) but I kind think I can thank the cold for that. And now instead of centipedes and cockroaches I am finding pill bug looking things, awesome.
I was dreaming that I was biking uphill in freezing rain. Then I woke up to the feeling of having a window open and a breeze in my face. Except my windows aren't open, they are shut, they are nailed shut. Double awesome. So from now on for the rest of the winter I get to feel as if I have a breeze blowing in my face. I have a sore throat and I am talking like I have been smoking all my life. The one blessing of the morning is that Jarrod called. Which is a great way to wake up.
I get up spill instant breakfast all over the place and then decide I am ready to call the gas company. Right now I, someone who lives by myself in a one bedroom, works 9-5, is gone 2 weekends at least each month, pay more than Laura, someone who has 3 roomates, goes to school so someone is always home, doesn't leave every weekend. That just doesn't make sense to me. I must have a leak. Apparently though the gas people are paid to fight with me. Which they did when I tried to set up my gas. So I get to yell at some nononsence black woman at 730 in the morning who tells me I can't compare bills (ridiculous) and that I am using that amount so I have to pay that amount. So much for maybe they will be nicer at the beginning of the shift. Basically all I got from the phone call is that if I smell gas, call, otherwise they hate me.
Then I take a drink of the tea I made to find there is a hole in the cup, I just spilled all over my leg. I clean it with tide to go and proceed to cry. I am never getting out of the bug infested, gas eating, freezing cold, sinks and tubs not draining, unsafe shithole. So I am depressed. I have now vowed to myself that I will get out in December, move somewhere lovely with landlords who don't live on the other side and don't think I need to pay 40 bucks a month to have a bird/hamster/chinchilla. I want a place where I don't get splinters from the floor and I have a real shower instead of a claw foot nasty tub with a curtain around it. I want a place where I have enough closet space for my clothes and towels, where I have counters in the kitchen. I want a place that can actually feel clean. And where I don't have to worry about Norman eating roach poison. It will be mine, one day.
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