For January in the mountains it sure is warm. It was into the 50s(f) today. After the mini blizzard that we had Thursday night. That was fun driving into work in. Its mostly gone now and the roads are clear. Its shaping up to be another mild winter. But thanks to my dumbass stoner roommate, my power bill is up to $80. For a snow board instructor, he can’t take the cold! Pussy… I also found out that my year lease that starts in February does not actually end until JULY!!! FUCK YOU APP SOUTH! I hope that there will still be spaces available at Hunter’s old building. If I am going to be stuck here at my current digs until the summer, Forrest is gone! I am taking over the lease for the whole apartment in March because I will be broke for most of February, but by March his ass and that shitty brown Mexican dope he smokes will be gone like last week. I didn’t want him, Sean pawned him off on me. I am sick of him and his degenerate friends. I caught one of them trying to walk in like he owned the damn place. come March 1st (maybe the 15th) I am changing the locks. 

Its raining and snowing now. The ratio of rain to snow changes every couple of hours but no matter what is falling from the sky it is serving to make the day more and more miserable. 

The adverse weather made Hunter call off her visit, but that is for the best. I do not want her to risk her safety. That is the most important. 

I had to venture out into the mess because one of my tires has a slow leak. It cost me $15 to get it patched. At least I did not spend 80 on a new tire. 

To compound my problems I am sick. I am not sure if it is flu or not, but I have already started to medicate myself. My asshole roommate found my Jager and drank most of it. He offered to let me have some of his shitty beers as compensation, but there is a reason I never stole any of his. I grabbed some cough syrup from the dollar store and mixed it with my Dr. Pepper. It is starting to work. 

One of his loser friends spent the night last night and he is hanging around again today. If he wants to stay again I am putting my foot down and making him leave. I already have one degenerate hippie living here with no signature on the lease I will be damned if I am going to put up with another, short term or long. They have been blasting music all afternoon. Some awful crap that they try to defend by saying “it’s not dub step!” as if I cared. Its that talentless shit that is made with mixing boards and drum machines, no actual instruments played or notes written. What ever it is, dub step, glitch, house, whatever. The only thing that changes about it is what kind of club its played in and what mind-numbing drugs people take to dance to it mindlessly for hours on end.