Landlord and the Rest of My Friends

May 22nd, 2010 10:43:44 pm - Subscribe
Mood: Exhausted
Currently Listening To: Hoarders online

I am at everyone else's mercy for entertainment. And you wonder why I get so upset when you're not around. I have a sheetless twin sized bed now. Twenty square feet where I can relax and enjoy shoelessness. The remaining walking space is reserved for thirty-two boxes of belongings I once had. Puzzle licks glue and bits of carpet padding off of his paws. My eggs, my wall of shoes and Mr. Ska are the only things my eyes can work with. I am paying for cable but I let you take my television so I could pull up the rest of my carpet for you. I let you throw away my couch because it fit your needs at the time. Puzzle's cries echo more with tile floors. He has no carpet to topple over on.

Please hurry carpet slaves.

I am paying to live in these depressing walls. I am not the one receiving the new carpet. I am not benefiting from pulling up the moldy old carpet. The carpet that drove my guests' noses crazy. No, I am simply moving upstairs. I am paying to live here. She is not paying me to do her work.

I guess this is what we call friendship. Listening to you both bitch about each other. Reminded of all the reasons I can't stand either of you right now. Sacrificing my needs to get all of your work done so you'll stop complaining about how lazy the other person is.

I miss all of you.

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