My roommate just told me that tomorrow, the sister of the tenant who I'm "subleasing" from is coming by to pick up a dresser and a bicycle they left here. That's fine and pretty much neutral news, if not slightly annoyingly short notice.
The real bs is that then my roomie is just like, "So what are you gonna do come August?" And I said, "What do you mean? What's in August?" And he said, "I dunno but I think the lease is over then." And then I'm thinking about how Alice never gave me Katie's (the tenant') number like she was supposed to, like I asked and double asked her too. So now I've triple asked her and I'm still waiting on that. And I'm confused about why the lease was in March and now we're discussing it again already.
I'm honestly disgusted and disturbed by the way that everyone in my IRL life has treated me for most of my longife and the lack of care they have towards anything but themselves.
It makes me sick.