I know when I am beaten. There is no way I can stay where I am. I need to get out of this place as soon as I can, so I am going to have to pack everything I own up and put it all in storage. I have not been able to find another private room that is large enough and that I can afford and that will accept a pet. So, we are probably going to be homeless. 
I am going to start packing everything up tomorrow. As soon as that is done I will get Big Box to drop one of their boxes off so I can fill it up. Then, Snooki and I will just try to get to San Diego and leave this place. I have already given my phone number to the two people I want to stay in touch with because they are moving too. I need to get some boxes.
I am suffering from severe anxiety, depression, and frustration on top of all of this.
I’m sorry 
I’m so sorry Dale.
Bad things almost always happen close to my birthday.