Fu*ked up last few days, dad brought a meth junkie prostitute home to live here (im paying rent) told me his pill junkie pot head friend is moving into my room w me, and because I told the tweaker I knew she was on meth and knew she was doing a lot more than housework to pay the rent... ive got 3 weeks to find a new place when studios only come up 2x a month and they are 1,400+ to rent with 100 applicants going for each of em, and a bad root canal, and trouble at work, and a $400.00 speeding ticket... this last week just sucked, ofc I went off diet too. Im so on edge I'm snapping at friends, and cussing out strangers hoping they start a fight... Grrrrr.....