Apartment hunting

I looked at a really nice studio apartment today. It was secluded and had a nice little garden yard. Let's just say it was really nice. I've decided I'm going to put in the application for it. It's a little more expensive than what I'm paying now, but I really don't feel comfortable living where I am right now.

My landlord contacted me by email today (in which he contacted my roommate as well) indicating he wanted to set up a meeting tonight for us to discuss the situation with all of us present. I'm not sure I care anymore.

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The Passive-Aggressive Roommate, or whatever the hell seems to be her problem....

I currently have 3 roommates. I used to get along with all three of them. Then about a month ago, my first roommate just stopped talking to me. At all. I'd see her in the kitchen and say hi, and I'd receive absolutely no response. None. Zip. Nada. Tried to talk to her a few times, but received no response from her. None. Zip. Nada. The other two are fine. No change in behavior.

Well, it wouldn't be so bad, but this non-talkative roommate is the one who lives right next to me, so it's almost like a cold air runs through the room every time I come in contact with her. Or like the air has gone completely out of the room for no reason. Most weekends her boyfriend stays over in her room, and I'll see him in the hallway, and he'll say hi, as if everything is fine. But she won't say shit. No words. None. Zip. Nada.

At one point, she was borrowing my portable dvd player. She never actually returned it to me. So last night when I ran into her in the kitchen and said "howdy" to which I received ZERO response. None. Zip. Nada. I then decided "fuck this" and wrote her a note stating:

Sarah:
For reasons I have never understood, you haven't spoken to me in a month. I think tonight was what finally made me realize things are never going to improve, no matter what I do.

Please return my DVD player. It doesn't feel appropriate being loaned out to you any further; I had done so as an act of friendship some time ago.

There are too many devastating problems in my own life to deal with this kind of crap for no reason.

I won't make any further attempts at trying to befriend you further as the infamous definition of insanity is to continue doing th esame thing over an dover while hoping for different results.

I will probably be talking to (our landlord) about leaving soon after my lease expires (in November), so whatever problem you have with me will soon disappear.

Duane

Her response was tucked under my door when I returned from work today:

Sounds good - I was going to ask if you were resigning.

Your DVD player has been in the den.

Have a nice life.

So, I'll be looking for a new place.

(an addition to this post) Looked for my dvd player and found it. Took it out of the case and it's broken. She never even bothered to mention she broke the plate off the side of the machine, but just put it back in the bag and left it in a slot in the den without ever mentioning anything. Fucking unbelievable.

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