I thought the same thing. He made a former president’s death be about Melania’s holiday decorating. But you know, it’s not like 45 loves his family members, so he knows nothing of heartache or sorrow, and certainly does not have the emotional intelligence to provide solace. “Here’s some pointy red trees. There, there,…

Everything is about him. Everything. Even someone else’s funeral is cause to bask in his own magnificence. 

Is it just me that finds his wording regarding The Bush tweets disrespectful ? The way it's worded is like he's talking about a fun get together and not the solemn occasion it is. 

So my worst was actually a condo I owned. I used to rent out a room bc my medical bills had gotten out of control. I had three bad roommates in the time I owned it- one guy wanted all his bills sent to his mom for accuracy (and she was crazy, called me a whore for living with two men, hated that her baby boy left) and…

I was about 20 and broke as hell. I needed to find a place fast and ended up finding a super cheap room to rent in a duplex. The owner of the house was a lovely woman in her sixties, she kept the backyard as an immaculate garden that had beautiful flowers, paths and water features. And the best part was a really sweet…

Here’s another one. My most recent apartment was on the first floor with a garage underneath. It was generic but fine with a patio that led out to a wooded area. I moved in on September 1 and on October 1 they turned the boiler on. Well, that was a nightmare for the next 7 months. It was like a truck constantly idling…

My second apartment was a classic in a 4-plex, hardwood floors, built in buffet and everything. I moved in in July and didn’t realize that the building was built in 1918 and still had original windows and zero insulation in the walls. It didn’t matter how high you turned up the thermostat, it was still freezing. And I…

When I was 18 or 19 I rented an attic apartment in a super old house that has since been condemned. No AC or heat and it was fucking hot in the summer and I tried to suffer through it but eventually bought a window unit. It was a studio, kitchen was mini fridge, hot plate and microwave. Although don’t run hot plate at…

I’m currently living in it. My neighborhood is gentrifying and rents tripled in the last year. Landlords in this area must pay a settlement if they kick out residents in order to renovate the building, so instead they are trying to force everyone to leave by not repairing anything or treating the mouse infestation. I…

“the last guy looked up some really rough stuff.”

the two that i had roommates with because people. it’s heaven living alone.

Picture it: Austin, 2007. I had just broken up with a boy I lived with and needed a new place fast. I found a bedroom to rent in a house: the owner lived in one of the bedrooms and rented out the other bedrooms, there was a shared kitchen and bath, separate exterior entrance to each bedroom. Great, done. I took it as…

Rented a room from a guy who thought that me renting from him made him my honorary dad.

It was my first winter living in Chicago. The temperatures kept getting colder and the heat bill was skyrocketing. We turned the heat to next to nothing, wearing layers, hats, scarves, etc. just to sit on the couch and watch TV. Continued to call the gas company and tell them our apartment was 40 degrees inside, but…

I lived in a what appeared to be a nice looking apartment in a complex at the top of a steep hill in Flagstaff, Arizona.

Oh boy, does the building i inhabited as a student nurse count? The rent was amazing even for '92; £40 a month and 45 people in a building built for 60 sounds ok, but sharing 3 kitchens, 5 baths, 2 showers and 6 toilets? Oh, and 3 washing machines which were shared with 2 other buildings. The mystery stains on the…

I once lived in an apartment owned by a notorious slumlord. There was a leak from one or more of the apartments upstairs, and rather then paying to fix their plumbing he would simply replace the ceiling sheetrock when it soaked through every couple of months. Eventually, it would get so wet that the ceiling would…

The first apartment I lived in away from my parents became affectionately known as The Pile of Trash. I’m still a somewhat cluttered person, but I was never worse than when I was in my late teens. I wasn’t the worst one to live there though, that title belongs to a man who lived, rent free, on the couch for about four …

The first apartment that I got out of college was a $450.00 studio in downtown Denver. This was 2010, so the price would be unheard of today. I was SO proud that I’d snagged the spot without any help from my parents. It was walking distance from the art museum where I worked and in one of the best neighborhoods in the…

Bed bugs. Bed bugs, bed bugs, bed bugs! Oh, the horror of it all. This is probably a common tale, but after moving back to my current town a few years ago, I found the first apartment I could afford. I only managed to tolerate a mattress on my sister’s basement floor (nevermind the guest bedroom that I wasn’t allowed…