I don't care where I live next year, as long as I'm alone. I'm tired of cleaning up after other people, and if I lived with someone cleaner than me, I'd feel really bad if they cleaned up after me.

So... Chicago? Maybe I can find a one bedroom for 500 a month. I could budget that.

I just hope wherever I am, the place doesn't catch on fire. I'm too deaf to wake up to an alarm and I'd probably choke in the smoke. God I hate being deaf sometimes.

Complaining is a wonderful way to be immature and ungrateful.