Right now as it sits, I'm completely fucked. If I kick Jessica out now, I run the risk of losing my best friend, Bruce. If I let her stay, I run the risk of becoming really really really ill. Her being here has stressed me out to the point where I'm running fevers and feeling nauseated. I'm getting seriously sick. I can't relax with her here. She's annoying beyond all hell. For those who knew what I was like in high school, with being annoying and immature, that's not even the tip of the iceberg with her. She is 10 times worse than I could have ever been. She's been here a month and during that time the only progress she has made is getting food stamps and downloading World of Warcraft so she can sit on her fat ass all day. She shows me zero respect and has treated my puppy like shit. She's gone as far as to cook food that I have bought, put all of it on one plate and share with Bruce, and not even offer any of it to me. Mind you, this is MY FUCKING HOUSE, and MY FUCKING FOOD. She goes through at least 2 packs of cigs a day and expects everyone to take care of her. She is lazy, fugly, whiny, immature, always talks in a fucking baby voice, looks like she's in her 40s, acts like she's 12, and is only 25! OMFG! She won't let Bruce take a shower alone at all. I'm surprised she even lets him take a shit in private! And she listens to the most annoying music that sounds like Alvin and the Chipmunks on crack. I want her gone! Out of here so bad that I'm having trouble keeping calm around her. All I want to do is pack up her shit and throw it in the street! The only reason I haven't kick her fugly fat ass out yet is because I don't want Bruce to move out. She's been here over a month now and just yesterday she got a job. And of course, she has to be at the same place I'm working. (Oh, FYI, I got a new job 7 blocks from my house that pays way better than Taco John's does and I can walk there.) And what fucking sucks is I know she won't be able to do the work. It's consists of having to be on your feet all day, heavy lifting and working fast. And she'll have to do that for 12 hours. She can't even wash the fucking dishes without having to stop and take a break. She'll quit after the first week and then I'll never be fucking rid of her. She is the fucking roommate from HELL!!! I'm in a fucked if I do, fucked if I don't situation. I hate it. I wish I had told Compton that he could fucking keep her. Now that I have this job I won't need her around for the extra income. So as soon as she has the money, she's so out of here. I just hope that my body can handle the stress until then.
