This is what has happened (so far)in my house.

Yes, another post about my bizzare living arrangement's, but, in my defense, this is a once- in- a -lifetime experience i am living (thank God) and i want to share the bizzzare happenings of what goes on in my house.
 
Here goes.
 
We had a handy man, who, not only could not fix anything at all, but managed to make what ever was broken worse by attempting to fix it in the first place. And he got paid to do it.
 
We have the gay guy, who wear's women's clothing and false boobs, who has become majorly obsessed with a cat that isn't his and vaccuming at 4 in the morning. He also told everyone he was leaving, and then complained that everyone knew he was leaving.
 
We had the guy next door to me who went to live in a tent with some weird alcoholic who threatened to kill him on an hourly basis. He also stole bedding from the house to take to said tent, but he also has taken his fridge freezer to tent with him. I thought he was gonna sell it, but no, apparently he has it there with him.
 
We have camera's all over the place that don't work. Correction, they do work, but are about 6 month's behind 'real time' events.
 
We have a manager who doesn't have a clue what is going on, and doesn't really care what is going on. He also complains about plates and cutlery going missing, while he, actually, has a large collection of plates and cutlery gathering in his office.
 
We have a 'big boss' who makes no secret of the fact he knows a LOT of dodgy people, and then we have dodgy people go 'missing' from our place, and some suspicion's of maybe the big bosses know more about the 'missing' people than what they let on.
 
We have a chav from Sunderland who want's to marry a former multi millionnaire, and the former multi millionnaire going to probation offices with Sunderland chav. He doesn't want to marry her, though.
 
We have dodgy alarm's and electric's in the place, and nobody will listen to the only person who knows how to fix them (and what is wrong with them in the first place) because she's a woman.
 
We have no lock's on any of thje bathroom door's. And the light's in the shower room's don't work.
 
We have no light's on the stair's the majority of the time. And they're dodgy stairs. Cue lot's of people (me included) falling down some of them.
 
We have all, at some point, been out to look for (and collect) a cat that, not only isn't ours, but has a home and owner's who love it. Oh, and it's a boy cat (called tiger) but the gay guy call's it a girl cat called Darling, so we have a transexual cat.
 
We got asked to write list's of what repairs needed doing in our room's. Not only did the repair's not get done, but it managed to cause an argument with 2 member's of the house, and resulted in one of the two being punched and hospitalized for a night.
 
There's probably a lot more stories i could (and probably will) share when i have time to think about all the bizzareevent's that i have witnessed in the last couple of month's. It's one of those 'twilight zone' moment's, when you either have to laugh or cry at the situation.  I choose to laugh, and count down the day's until i crack up totally because i lived in that house.

My friend, who is like my dad, is leaving in 3 week's.

Ever since we moved into the house, this guy has befriended my mum and i, helped us out load's with advice and just listening to our problem's, and became part of our family.

And last night he broke the news to us that he's leaving in 3 week's, to take a job in London.

I'm happy for him, of course i am, but i am sad that he's going. Like i said, he's become part of our family, and like a surrogate dad to me, and i really can't imagine my life without him.

I'm gonna be an emotional wreck, as usual, when he goes. I'm gonna miss him load's. I am gonna try to spend as much time as i can with him before he goes, in case he forget's about me when he does leave (that's a joke. I think).

Being serious, i think the last few week's have, in a bizzare way, being good for me. It's made me analyze what i want out of life, and made me meet new people and try new thing's.

And, not that you'll ever read this, but thank you Mark for being there for me.

Last night's house event's.

Friday night's at my house is now known as 'kick off night', because every Friday, someone always has a fight with someone else.
 
Last night was no exception.
 
First off, we had my friend, who hit the partner of a woman who lives with us, due to a very big misunderstanding, that was all due to a list of repairs that needed doing in my friend's room. Last night, the woman came in, begged my friend to appologize to her partner (who tried to attack my friend, first, according to report's, as i wasn't there, he refused, and then announced he was leaving.
 
My friend is like family to me (yes, it's happened: some people in there are actually like family. I've bonded with people, and it's nice not to feel alone) and if he did leave, then i'd miss him. He's like a dad to me.
 
Second off, we had the resident drunk (the one who tried to seduce the gay guy on my landing after she had a row with her boyfriend, who she's known for 4 days) having a row with the woman i mentioned earlier (the one whose partner was hit by my friend) over a bottle of cider, of all thing's. This was at about 3 this morning, so it's technically a Saturday morning kick off, i know, but it all count's.
 
Then we had the guy who moved in yesterday afternoon after being released from prison yesterday morning going into another new guy's room (the new guy is lovely though, he's part of our little 'clique' now. He's kind of replaced my friend, who got put out after 2 failed suicide attempts. That sound's horrible, but we all miss our friend, and care about what's happening to him, but we don't know much because we're not family.) The prison guy was actually looking through our new friend's paper work, and drawer's, and he had word's with the prison guy (that's understandable).
 
Then, and this really kinda creeped me out a little too, the prison guy (who i don't like cos he's too creepy) then mentioned my friend by name, wanting to know who she was (when she was sitting next to him) and then knowing stuff about her, when she's never seen him before. Her husband wasn't very happy. It freaked her out, so i'm staying away from him as much as i can. I did ask my friend (who is male, and an ex army guy) to keep an eye on her, if her hubby wasn't around, just to make sure she isn't being bothered by him. He lives on the same floor as my friend and her hubby and the prison guy, so see's them more than i do.
 
Think that's about everything that happened last night in my insane house share. You know, i may miss it when i leave.

I was 'kidnapped' for breakfast this morning.

I was walking down into town, to get my rent money, when i spotted my ex- friend-turned- friend-again, and stopped to talk to him for a bit. Just asked how he was doing, how he was (the usual small talk) when i was spotted by a woman i live with.

I walked down to town with her, and then she insisted that i have breakfast with her. I, politely declined, but she wasn't taking no for an answer.

So, in the cafe, at the next table, this old woman was complaining about how many chip's came with her fish and chip's, how the cucumber was chopped (in her salad) and the prices.

It was another bizzare moment in my life full of bizzareness at the moment.

I'm gonna write about my 'house' adventures.

Too much happen's in my house share to not write about it.

When i say 'too much' i do mean bizzare and strange thing's.

Two night's ago, my mother  was in the gay guy down the hall's room, with the guy next door to him (discussing a stray cat we've decided to adopt) and then another woman on the landing drop's by, and they then try (at 2.30 IN THE MORNING) to watch a James Cagney dvd, but the dvd player won't work.

And then, some other woman, who is drunk, goes in the room, tries to seduce the gay guy and then fall's asleep. The gay guy then has to sleep downstairs, with the cat he's trying to hide from people.

It sounded really funny when my mum was explaining the event's of the night to me yesterday. The most fun i get is going to the pub to watch the football.

There's a new guy who nearly came through the ceiling yesterday, too. I think, then again, you had to be there to see how funny it was.

I'm gonna write about my 'house' adventures.

Too much happen's in my house share to not write about it.

When i say 'too much' i do mean bizzare and strange thing's.

Two night's ago, my mother  was in the gay guy down the hall's room, with the guy next door to him (discussing a stray cat we've decided to adopt) and then another woman on the landing drop's by, and they then try (at 2.30 IN THE MORNING) to watch a James Cagney dvd, but the dvd player won't work.

And then, some other woman, who is drunk, goes in the room, tries to seduce the gay guy and then fall's asleep. The gay guy then has to sleep downstairs, with the cat he's trying to hide from people.

It sounded really funny when my mum was explaining the event's of the night to me yesterday. The most fun i get is going to the pub to watch the football.

There's a new guy who nearly came through the ceiling yesterday, too. I think, then again, you had to be there to see how funny it was.

I'm gonna write about my 'house' adventures.

Too much happen's in my house share to not write about it.

When i say 'too much' i do mean bizzare and strange thing's.

Two night's ago, my mother  was in the gay guy down the hall's room, with the guy next door to him (discussing a stray cat we've decided to adopt) and then another woman on the landing drop's by, and they then try (at 2.30 IN THE MORNING) to watch a James Cagney dvd, but the dvd player won't work.

And then, some other woman, who is drunk, goes in the room, tries to seduce the gay guy and then fall's asleep. The gay guy then has to sleep downstairs, with the cat he's trying to hide from people.

It sounded really funny when my mum was explaining the event's of the night to me yesterday. The most fun i get is going to the pub to watch the football.

There's a new guy who nearly came through the ceiling yesterday, too. I think, then again, you had to be there to see how funny it was.