Very busy day crew. Very, very busy.
Got into an argument with my now ex landlord. The entire thing was horrifying. I did some stupid shit while living there and my roommates were real pieces of shit, which is weird because it was 2 older guys and a drummer.
They did shit like hold up my Amazon packages to basically say "we can steal from you anytime we want, because we've been living here, not you." Shit like stomp right next to my room door every time I try to catch a wink sleep. Throw stuff in the house in rapid fire every time I try to focus on this. The one old guy pokes me on the should then says he could whoop me anytime he wants, just lookin for me to throw at him.
Anyway to it escalates further and further. When I wanted to simply clear my room and had a little alcohol buzz going? The fucking landlord calls the ambulance on me. The ambulance people ask me questions and I pass the non drunk test (which is funny, because I was a little drunk) but I go with them anyway.
So, today - I had to go back and get all my shit. The whole time living there was like a horror movie, like I was in war tbh.
But what's cool is I met deeply cool people today that helped me get through it. I thought I was going to have an anxiety attack so many times and they just helped me so much.
So, I finally have my stuff back, along with the company I work for. Like $10k worth of stuff and some piece of mind. Just so glad it's over. The landlord cut me a check.
So, cool shit.
The end.
