The roommate drama just keeps on getting better.
Yesterday, she sold her car and cried about the loss. Which makes sense, lots of memories triggered by the vehicle. She went to college in it, took her kids camping, et al.
But, immediately after.... goes and gets alcohol. Oh wait, snap. She's an alcoholic. Then she skies off with a guy who's definitely bad news for her (or anyone else).
So, he leaves her about 100 miles away, in Carpinteria. Just drives away.
So, we do the uber dance today... because some kind soul took her in for the night. (I don't want to imagine the alternate consequences).
She's going to leave town. So she says. Tonight.
I'd lay money on it being an air-biscuit; but you never really know. All I know, is I'm not in the mood.
Patience is a virtue.
Snoopy: "Patience my ass..."
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