sick.

i'm so sick of living in a cramped ass studio apartment even though i make enough money that i could move out into a decent apartment and live comfortably. or i could buy a fucking house in california and be happy.
im so sick of this tiny ass kitchen with no room for fucking anything. we've stacked shit up vertically on every piece of real estate. 
im so sick of that 1940's refrigerator that the freezer is half it's size because it always freezes over no matter what the temperature is set on.
im so sick that everything in this stupid apartment has an expiration date of three days- max.
im so sick of the dust that collects on everything so i have to dust all the time if this place is going to look decent and i'm always getting allergy attacks- simply because the air conditioning is basically just a box that takes the air from outside and blows it inside.
i'm so sick of you always turning the fucking air conditioner off.
i'm so sick of that stupid stove that is fucking impossible to clean and i'm pretty sure it is trying to kill me. 
im so sick of the goddamned dishwasher making the dishes even dirtier somehow than when they went in, so i prewash, dishwash and then end up washing those dishes again.
im so sick of having to dish out quarters every sunday to wash my fucking clothes but i just spent eleven hundred dollars on a brand new mint set.
im so sick of this stupid fucking couch that basically folds over if you sit on it past a half hour.
im so sick of the electricity bill being over 60 motherfucking dollars when its only a motherfucking studio.




can you tell im excited to move into the new house in january?