cruelvalentine

Fuck my life. I haven't been to my apartment in about a week. My room mate is out of town, but my friend is crashing there because his AC is broken. I received a text message from him today which I didn't see until after Sauda's son's first birthday party because somethings are more important than cell phoning 24/7. The party was lovely. However, as I'm heading back to my boyfriend's house I check my phone and see "someone fucking pissed in your sink". What? I call my friend and he tells me that when he came back to my place after work today the apartment reeked of piss. Upon further investigation, he found an unflushed toilet along with a trail of pungent urine from the counter into the sink. He didn't know it was urine at first. He didn't know what it was so he touched it and smelled his finger only to find out that his nose was but millimeters away from a stranger's urine.
All I know is that my landlord was supposed to show the apartment today at 10:30am.
I call her. She immediately gets disturbingly defensive even though I hadn't accused her of anything. She was like "I don't know what to tell you, I mean I DID NOT PEE IN YOUR SINK". Never said you did. Creeper....
What the fuck?
I can't deal with this shit.
Laters.