Feeling your pain etienne. I am currently living as a gypsy. Better watch your babies folks. I HATE my living situation. It's all about the drama. I was living at a brothers house, and his mother got the news that she has cancer so is returning from Europe for treatment. I don't need to be involved in their drama, so I moved out. I checked with the housing office on campus and found these three guys who are really cool and had a house and were looking for a fourth (DSS, DSL, balcony, pool, the works. Shouldhave known it was too good to be true) (would have moved in with other brothers, but EVERYONE was in a lease). So I move in day before yesterday and they are HARD CORE smokers. Pot smoke makes me sick. Not to mention the lines of coke they were doing on the coffee table when I got home from work yesterday.
Not my scene. So this chick I am friends with and I are getting an apartment on Sept. 5th. (the earliest we could get in somewhere) So it's snowing at my house till then. I hate my life. This is the 4th move for me since June. Not detracting from your problems etienne, but I wish my only problem was a pile of laundry. I don't even bother unpacking anymore. I live out of boxes. Anyone else out there have any harrowing housing tales so I don't feel like such a looser/victim of circumstance?
