NGL, I'd explain it as weaponized incompetence, but I don't think he's smart enough for that.

Plus, his voice mail box has been full for FIVE MONTHS and only now that his brother is being asked questions does he worry about it.

I'm tired, I'm owed money and I'm not taking it anymore.

Ok, I'm feeling a lot better now.

Alcohol is helping me with that.

Your mileage may vary.

I also apparently lost a day somewhere. I thought it was Friday.

Roommate told me he was going to bed. I've been hearing him playing on his computer since, so I doubt that.

Hopefully it'll be soon.

It gets better. I fixed his remote and re-setup his TV monitor earlier today.

He just managed to F around with his remote, switch his sound output to Optical, then come out and complain that his sound wasn't working.

I do NOT know how he breaks every fucking thing like that.

The bus doesn't run to that location.

So, less than 24 hours since I got home, I'm sitting in my car for an hour and a half waiting for him to exit the building.

I am SO TIRED of crap like this. The worst part is he still owes me a lot of money, but can spend a lot on food/drink? I am so tired.

looks straight at me with a 'Well?' look.

So, here I am, awake for less than half an hour, haven't had my coffee or anything else to drink and he wants me to drive him to the doctors.

He then said I could drop him off, so I was hopeful. I asked how he was getting home. He mentioned the Bus...

Woke up around 7:30 AM, feeling better. He comes out of his room, starts fiddling around in the kitchen then informs me he has a doctors appointment at 7:45 AM.

I told him he was already late. He panics a bit, checks the time and says 'Oh, it's 7:50'. He then scrambles into his clothes, then...

later, he was still out of it from the strong painkillers they gave him. He decided to hover right next to me because he was convinced he was in the middle of learning about 'Monster Traffic Tickets'. He finally got the hint and wandered off.

I went to bed early, slept nearly 10 hours. Nice.

Oh, public safety alert:

The elevators are already F*CKED. At least three of the six in the main bank are out of order.

Ok, checklist:

Clothes ✅
Chargers ✅
Electronics ✅
Meds ✅
Booze, money and fuel when I depart: Pending

I keep looking around my desk and room to see if something jumps out at me. I think I might be good, but I'll worry until I get there, unpack and realize what I forgot.

I caved and ordered some food. Shouldn't have, but I just want things to be over and done so I don't need to worry about anything until final pack up tomorrow.

Tonight? A little to drink, lots of sleep and an early morning making sure I have everything.

All the Hugs.