Dear blag,
It looks like I have no friends here in Sitka anymore. No idea where I'm gonna stay now, or what the fuck is gonna happen to all my belongings, or what the fuck is going to happen to my ability to feed myself or exercise proper hygiene (I rather like my teeth and skin and hair, see).
Now that it's after midnight, I have 5 days left. Yes I will be turning 21, but I will also be homeless. I kinda feel like I'm being led toward the gallows.
The best part is that the heater in the house is oil-fueled, and today it was discovered that the exhaust pipe wasn't even fucking connected. And it appeared to have been sabotaged. I'm really wondering if carbon monoxide poisoning isn't what caused me to oversleep so many times, making me late for work. If it is, I am pretty sure I should have my damn job back. Before the beginning of this month, I had a pretty spotless record. Until then, I was only ever late by a maximum of 4 minutes, well within the 5 minute grace period. According to the guy who checked the heater today, and according to my housemates, the house has been smelling of exhaust fumes for weeks. I never even noticed 'cause the place has ALWAYS kinda smelled like fumes.
Guys, what should I do regarding the exhaust fumes? I'm almost tempted to try to settle the issue with my former boss/landlord out of court, but honestly, this late in the game, he'll probably just see it as an act of desperation to get my job and my apartment back. I don't know what the fuck to do. I'm in the most dire straits I have ever been in in my entire life, here, and there's too much for me to think about.
Love,
Me!