I Got That Whiskey-Train-A'Coming-Blues.

Moved into the apartment again... but not in the same room. It was horrible. There were spiders EVERYWHERE on the mattress. It gave me the creeps to have to sleep there. No sign of any more, but geez. It's hard not to be spiteful to the roomie who moved into my old room; it's like, I took care of that room for a year and now I have to live somewhere else just so you can live next to your friend. Room B was filthy when I moved in, and everything is damaged except for the blinds (the previous occupant completely mangled the original set in a fit of rage at her boyfriend so they had to be replaced entirely). Stains and rips all over the mattress, dents/gouges/holes/discolouration in the walls, rust on the rack in the closet, and someone crudely carved a phallus onto the back of the door. >__< Oh, and the bathroom is half the size of the one in the other pod. When you open the door, it scrapes the toilet lid, and there is literally three inches between the toilet and the bathtub. I'm just ready to pull my hair out at this point. The RA will not stop opening up every door in the house and turning off all the lights. The pods are dark even with the doors open; sometimes the damn lights need to be on! I'll feel better once the room is completely unpacked, organized, and decorated, but everything's pissing me off at the moment and I can't function.
I'm waiting on Sarah at the moment (I'm helping her move in), and then we're off to World Market to stock up for our Saturday Night BTVS Fest! We're watching Something Blue like a million times so I feel better.

I Got That Whiskey-Train-A'Coming-Blues.

Moved into the apartment again... but not in the same room. It was horrible. There were spiders EVERYWHERE on the mattress. It gave me the creeps to have to sleep there. No sign of any more, but geez. It's hard not to be spiteful to the roomie who moved into my old room; it's like, I took care of that room for a year and now I have to live somewhere else just so you can live next to your friend. Room B was filthy when I moved in, and everything is damaged except for the blinds (the previous occupant completely mangled the original set in a fit of rage at her boyfriend so they had to be replaced entirely). Stains and rips all over the mattress, dents/gouges/holes/discolouration in the walls, rust on the rack in the closet, and someone crudely carved a phallus onto the back of the door. >__< Oh, and the bathroom is half the size of the one in the other pod. When you open the door, it scrapes the toilet lid, and there is literally three inches between the toilet and the bathtub. I'm just ready to pull my hair out at this point. The RA will not stop opening up every door in the house and turning off all the lights. The pods are dark even with the doors open; sometimes the damn lights need to be on! I'll feel better once the room is completely unpacked, organized, and decorated, but everything's pissing me off at the moment and I can't function.
I'm waiting on Sarah at the moment (I'm helping her move in), and then we're off to World Market to stock up for our Saturday Night BTVS Fest! We're watching Something Blue like a million times so I feel better.