House Drama

Hey all! Since the beginning of the new year there has been a lot of drama at the Pink House. Too many hippies, too many furry animals taking craps in my room, too many uninvited guests, too many invited guests, and too few people with steady jobs or other activities to purposely fill their time.

This has led to a lot of drama which, unfortunately, I was unable to avoid. I didn't mind all of the guests. They are all good people, but some of my housemates who actually help to pay the bills did object. The landlord didn't like it either.

After about six or seven months of trying to find someone who had the ability to "get things done", he zeroed in on the quiet one that was reluctant to share in the discussions that we had been having with him. That would be me.

To make a long story short, I have had to "get shit done", and the end result has been to kick out a member of the house. He wasn't following the simple instructions laid out by the landlord at the behest of other individuals in the house (not me, though; I'm pretty laissez-faire). He failed to keep his dog out of the house (this was my simple request too, after the dog took a shit in my room because the owner just left him in the house while he went out to party with his bandmates). He failed to keep his friends out of the house. His friends were overbearing to a majority of the renters in the house, and they - who all have jobs or go to school or both - were about to jump ship and leave me with the stinky hippies.

So the landlord threatened to give us all the boot, and I struck a deal with him. Here's the kicker though: I had to kick out my housemate. Ouch. I hope that my last five months here will be better than the last two! Love y'all!

[update: things are a little better, but I'll know my living situation is secure by the end of the week. That's when my landlord (who has taken time out of his life to back me up) told my housemate to get out by. The funny thing is, he and his friends can't seem to figure out why the landlord is kicking him out. And as I have been trying to talk still other housemates into staying, they have confided in me (but it ain't a secret now!) that my housemate's friends being over all the time, as well as the dog, was the main reason nobody felt comfortable living here any longer. I just hope that these guys go with no major complications. I'd hate to have to "get shit done" again, and I don't want to risk losing all of my housemates that work and/or go to school full-time because the hippies keep trying to stick around. Stay tuned!]