For Fucks Sake
My landlord called to ask if I was available week from now for her to visit - she wants to "make a request face to face". So that's bloody ominous. >.< It's either: a) the rent is going up, or b) she's telling me to leave.
What else could it be? It's not like we have anything else to talk about (she lives across the country, and I pay my rent like clockwork, so we actually shouldn't have anything to discuss, let alone face to face.)
Fuck my life. I can't afford to pay much more, I'm already living very tightly (no new jobs in the horizon beside the bra shop) and I can afford even less to move! Not to mention autumn is the worst time to start looking for a new place in a Uni town, there's new students looking for flats everywhere! Oh it's going to be a mess, I'm getting anxious to even think about it.
And now I have to wait a week to see what she wants, fuck.
What else could it be? It's not like we have anything else to talk about (she lives across the country, and I pay my rent like clockwork, so we actually shouldn't have anything to discuss, let alone face to face.)
Fuck my life. I can't afford to pay much more, I'm already living very tightly (no new jobs in the horizon beside the bra shop) and I can afford even less to move! Not to mention autumn is the worst time to start looking for a new place in a Uni town, there's new students looking for flats everywhere! Oh it's going to be a mess, I'm getting anxious to even think about it.
And now I have to wait a week to see what she wants, fuck.