50 days left

in this awkward and loathesome situation. Damn them! I was going to blog about something happy, like the Haight Street fair or a past performance with the SFGMC. But, now I must vent my frustration so as to not explode at my asinine roommate and illogical landlord. Last night was horrible. I come home to find my friend asleep on the couch, which is fine by me. She hasn't been spending the day at the house and just needed a place to stay until Sunday when she could move into her place. I didn't think it would be terrible if she spent a few nights here considering both of my roommates girlfriends basically live with us. No, I get a call from my landlord at 2 in the fucking morning asking me who clogged the toilet. I responded that I have no idea as I'd been at work and school and rehearsal all day. Then he proceeded to interrogate me about my friend staying on the couch. I began to him that she had only been here for a couple of days when he interrupted me to tell me that she had better be gone in 15 minutes or he would have her arrested for trespassing. Apparently, when I have overnight guests it's a violation of my lease. He waited until 2 to tell me this instead of waiting until morning or telling me earlier so that she could have some place to go. My blood curdled with outrage. Luckily, one of our friends was up late so she went over to his house. After dealing with the police (who came because of a noise complaint) I spoke to him about her stay and he informed me that I would be paying for the utilities that she used. Wonderful. It would not surprise me at all if the guy was a Republican despite being Muslim. Then, I slog back into the house to go to sleep only to discover my roommates having a row about who cleans up after whom and blah blah blah. I explain the story to them only to discover that my straight roommate has sent our landlord a slanderous text message alerting him of my friend's presence and saying something about these gays being "pigs". Wow. At that point, I don't even care. He's allowed to have a bigoted and hypocritical opinion of me if he wants anyways...I could have pointed out that it's not me who leaves refuge like tuna cans, shrimp tails, and used pasta sauce containers in the sink instead of the trash (which he keeps moving around and refuses to take out) but, I only thought of it later. This situation is ridiculous. It has begun to ruin my already arduous summer. I only have to get through June and then parts of July. Whoo...