My girlfriend has one of the worst roommates in history. She lives in a great house with 3 other people. They pay only $225 in rent each, she has a nice garden (which is one of her great pleasures in life), and it's 3 minutes' walk to her job. Her other roommates are cool, but the guy who's lived there the longest is the one who collects rent, and he totally fucking sucks. He acts like it's his house even though he pays the same as the rest of them and doesn't own it. He makes all these rules, for example, if any of them have guests stay over who aren't significant others, he makes them pay $10 per night, which he puts towards all their utilities (so it's not like he's pocketing it). But still, who does that? My girl had a friend coming through town for 2 nights yesterday and the day before, and he (like every time), got all huffy at her and was like, "we really need to keep guests to a minimum, I GUESS it's okay since you've been here for over 2 years now". And then he was throwing the guest shade constantly. The people who are new there he actually forbids to have guests. My girl's friend moved in recently, she's super nice and kind of traumatized because her lover of 4 years just broke up with her right after she moved to the town specifically to live with her. This asshole roommate (henceforth to be referred to as "dickbag"), on the second day of her having moved in, cornered her and was like, "we'll try this out but I doubt it's going to work out, I'm not sure I like you, you seem weird". There is one guy who has lived there for like 4 years and it's only because he basically never leaves his room and never uses the kitchen (not sure when/what he eats - really nice guy though). And my girl has lived there the second longest. Everyone else gets chased out by dickbag within months.
Basically, I think he hates people and wants to live alone but he can't afford to, he has no friends, he dates girls occasionally but they always get the fuck out of there quickly because, as one girl told my girlfriend, "he doesn't understand the meaning of consent". Every time he walks into the house, it's tense and everyone stops talking, you can just tell he's like, get the fuck out of my house. Sometimes he's surface-level pleasant and even makes gestures (like, hey man, I got this new workout bench, isn't it cool, you can use it anytime you want). People around town who don't know him think he's great because he's good at acting nice casually. I go over there about 3 nights a week and according to him I'm over there "way too much". A while back I left a few crumbs on the counter when I made a midnight snack of toast, and in the morning he was practically shaking he was so upset, he was like, "hey man, I don't know where you were raised but you don't leave a mess overnight. I had to wake up today, in MY OWN HOUSE, to an absolute pigsty". I was doing my laundry over there, every so often, for a while, and he got all mad and told me I needed to contribute a share to their water and electric bills from now on. I was like, no I don't, but fine, here's 5 bucks, I'll use the laundromat from now, instead of my own girlfriend's washer that she pays for too, and she uses all my shit when she's over at my house 3 nights a week. She is very minimalist, and doesn't even use a fan in her room when it's hot, and keeps her room as cold as possible in the winter. Meanwhile, he has 2 fans constantly going 24/7 all year round, keeps his room like 75 degrees in the winter, and has an empty ice chest in the basement that never has anything in it, but when I want to take a shower over there he makes a stink about it, like I need to contribute to the water bill. It's insane.
2 days ago, I was over there and I wasn't tired but my girl was and wanted the light off, so I went down to the living room and read my book for a while. I was shirtless because it was fucking hot. He came in at 11:30 and gave me all kinds of weird vibes. The next day he confronted my girlfriend after I left and was like, "hey, so, your boyfriend, I really like the guy, but come on. I came home late at night last night, and he was shirtless and stoned in the living room. It's just not what I should have to come home to." She tried to reply that he was being unfair, and he started yelling at her about how he was "totally weirded" out when he told her that they were taking some trees down in their driveway and she replied "I wonder where we should put our cars". She was like... huh? I don't understand the relevance of that, or why you had a problem with me saying that.
Also, why the fuck does it matter if I'm shirtless?? Or stoned (which I wasn't even, not that that has any bearing on anything)? He used that "incident" to try to suggest that I'm a filthy slob and need to contribute around their house and not be a freeloader. I'm like, asshole, I make way more money than you do, I do things for my girlfriend all the time, and I owe you absolutely nothing. He told her, "I know his house is probably a mess, but that doesn't mean he has the right to hang around like a loser at my house". My house isn't a mess by the way, fuck you very much you condescending bag of dildos. All this from me being shirtless (apparently this was a big problem) in the living room at 11:30pm, in a common space of the house. If anyone goes to bed later than him he gets all weird, including the people that live there. It's like he thinks people are going to steal shit or something, I don't get it. Nevermind that he's gone most of every day during the daytime.
He's basically an unhappy, reclusive artist who hates people, but it sucks because he's basically pathological about it. He seems to truly believe that he's SO put upon by these things that are entirely normal parts of living with other people. I mean, who the fuck makes houseguests of someone paying full rent pay $10 per night?? He's so forceful about it that everyone just goes with it because he'll freak out on you if you try to argue. If you pay rent at a place, you're allowed to have friends over, give me a fucking break. He's a total asshole who thinks everyone else is an asshole and he's such a victim of everyone else's shit. Hmm, wonder why you have no one close to you except your family that lives in New Jersey? My girlfriend is the ideal roommate, she's super quiet and considerate and she does a lot around the house and never does anything even slightly objectionable to normal people. But any time she tries to bring up even a slight complaint, he yells at her about how he's the only one that does anything and how everyone else is always just sitting at home being lazy and taking up resources. Okay dude, just because you have no life whatsoever and literally work at your studio from 7am to 9-11pm every day doesn't mean other people who have lives are losers. Fuck you.
Anyway I went to see my girl last night and she just started crying. He's such an asshole and she loves the house, and they, a year ago, adopted a cat "together" (bad idea, I knew at the time) but he quickly claimed the cat by buying all the food and such and if she moves out the cat will stay and it makes her really sad because she's an amazing, loving cat. Plus she can't afford to live alone or even with one other person. She also doesn't want to live in the town I live in because it's too big/intense for her, so she doesn't want to live with me, which is cool with me because we find the regular time apart really healthy. Also her dad is a similar kind of personality (but a lot less of a shitty person, he's just is really intense and forceful with his opinions), and it basically gave her PTSD dealing with her dad growing up, and this triggers it bad, she was so upset all night feeling like she's worthless, etc. It kinda stems from her dad and grandpa telling her she needs to basically conform to the American dream or else she's wasting space, plus her dad forcing her (under threat of making her pay for college herself) that she had to go into art history in college and be an academic. She wanted to study biology and get into conservation and shit, but she feels like she missed the boat and it's too late for her. She doesn't want to find some sort of high-paying job doing something she doesn't care about, so she's stuck with a shitty job, feeling tired and beat down much of the time. She refuses to allow herself to just do the things she loves, which won't make much money, I think she feels like a waste of space which makes me so fucking sad. I try to help her understand that she should just fuck everyone off who doesn't accept her desires for her own life and pursue what she loves, and the rest will fall into place, but she can't seem to get there. She'll get happy, I'll work my hardest at getting her to feel better, for example we did LSD recently and afterwards she's felt the happiest she has in years, until her fucking asshat roommate makes her feel like shit again. She is a beautiful, sweet person who never did a thing to hurt anyone, and this miserable bastard doesn't deserve to piss on the ground she walks on, how dare he make her feel like that. I have never in my life wanted to smash someone's face in like I do to this guy. Of course if I did, he'd call the cops. He once called the cops on his ex-roommate who didn't stand down to his abuse, even though it didn't get physical at all, and claimed it got physical to the cops and there was all this drama.
Don't know what to do, but what an absolute fucker.
Yeah man, the books are so fucking good, really crazy. At book 6/7 they start to get REALLY good. I'm almost 2/3 of the way through the last book, talk about epic... I'm pretty sad it's almost over though.
![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
Regarding beer, my friend drank 6-12 beers every night excerpt for a break of 1 day here and there, for
12 fucking years, and then stopped for a week. He was pretty sure he was going to encounter troubles, but he felt better than usual during that week, absolutely no withdrawals, or even much craving. Weird how some people are affected differently though. I think it has to do with drinking morning to night, rather than waiting until night. Do you know if you'll experience withdrawals or are you just afraid of it?
Now the benzos on the other hand... yeah that's gonna be tough, but I believe in you.
Tolerance is getting out of hand. Really want to go up again but dont want to waste the tabs.. 
