HEY, GUESS WHAT? Even with the lot of us sharing a large two-bedroom apartment, moderately using heat, moderately using the dishwasher and electricity in general, THE ELECTRIC BILL WAS ONLY FOURTY FUCKIN' BUCKS. Guess what THAT means? The ignorant, self-righteous morons that the lovely Erin replaced were running up the electric bill after all, my suspicions were correct. It's really just too bad that we hadn't had the foresight to get all bills documented, and the like. We could easily take them to small claims court to get back the money they robbed from us for extraneous rent and bills. Sigh!
It's really too bad they just don't realize what idiots they truly are, it's sad to see people who can't recognize their own faults. I really think that they're capable of being decent, likeable people ... they just don't make good roommates at all. They don't know how to co-exist with others. This made obvious by the fact that their roommate before us put them in the same exact situation they chose to put us in. Difference being that he only gave them two weeks notice, HAHA. He was THAT desperate to get away from them.
After doing the math, if we'd only gotten everything in writing, they would actually owe us a grand total of $342. $52 left of the $100 for the rental agreement fee, $200 in extraneous rent (they took up two-thirds of the apartment that we pretty much weren't allowed to go anywhere near without having to deal with their immature bitchiness, yet we were still made to pay half of the rent), and &90 for the electric bills they ran up. Technically, we could have even sued them to share the fees we had to pay to get into a new apartment because they broke the original agreement we'd had by bailing out on us. It would have been an easy win for us, since we could show how they reneged on their original agreement and were simply awful people to live with anyway. I'm really kicking myself for not getting everything in writing, damn it. I would LOVE to put those silly little nits in their place.
Really, I think the thing that gets me the most is that they'll never accept or realize that what happened was their own damned fault. They supposedly had all of these issues with us, yet neither of them had the balls to ever confront anything. They were awful people to live with, constantly judgmental, condescending, self-righteous, self-absorbed, and far more concerned with maintaining this false image of being better people than we. I mean, shit, if you've got an issue with something, you OPEN YOUR SILLY LITTLE MOUTH AND TALK IT OUT LIKE THE MATURE ADULTS YOU PRETEND TO BE. You don't act like pussies and just avoid it, then assume that you'll just be able to sneak right out of the agreement you'd made. When you ignore the little things, they fester and become more stress than they're worth. For people that are supposed to be so intelligent, you'd think they would know that already. They so readily judge the people they feel are a threat to them. After all, why would he have jumped in after all those weeks of silence, if not for being the pussy-whipped simpleton he really is? Oh, boo-hoo, "the girl" got her widdle feewings hurt because the roomies hated her and did everything in their power to get away from her. Wah wah wah wah wah. What's the fuss? You hypocrites were doing the exact same thing to us, we just had the resources to get our a lot more quickly than you.
Really, I never saw the point in her fuss, or his retarded eulogy for love lost. "Leave us alone. But only after we make up a bunch of bullshit to provoke you, okay? You're bad people whose bad karma will come back on you and you'll deserve it. But we wish we were back in New York so we could get someone to bash your knees in, 'cause we're good, mature adults who are obviously far more worthy of their kneecaps remaining intact than you." If it's over, then LET IT ALONE ALREADY. I'm at peace with who I am, I already know I'm extremely immature when it comes to handling dramatic situations with morons like you. I can live with that. Why can't you just accept that you're not as bright as you pretend to be, that you made just as many, if not more, mistakes as we did in the entire course of the situation, learn from it, grow from it, and move on? Why is it so important to you to dredge things up and try to discredit me? Methinks thou doth protest too much. Get over it already. You lost, big whoopity. We're out of each other's lives, let us just leave it that way, hm? Be glad we were stupid enough not to have gotten things in writing.
Oh, and by the way, Josh, maybe you ought to have a nice chat with Wendy and tell her all the sordid little things you told me during that drive to Multnomah Falls. You know, about how you want an "open relationship", but haven't the balls to go for one because you wouldn't mind fucking another woman, you just wouldn't be able to deal with the jealousy involved if she fucked another guy? The whole bit about how mean and stubborn she is when she doesn't get her way? How she's ignorant of anyone else's feelings, and the facts of the situation, when she's angry? Sort out all those precious little details and THEN try to accuse Tim and I of having a bad relationship.
There. Maybe there weren't so many pretty words, but how's that? Does that make you feel better to see a mindless rant about you and yours? Is it satisfying to read multiple paragraphs of vile accusations, threats, and bullshit aimed in your direction? Is that what you wanted? Well, there you have it. Now kindly remove me from your friends list and your life, thanks. Keep my name out of your mouth, out of your journal, and move on. If you wanted childishness to match your own, there you have it, babe. Buh-bye, mmkay?