I can't take this anymore
I go out grocery shopping. I message roommate asking if he wants anything. Candy and cereal bars. So in the middle of my shopping, I get a message how roommate and ex girlfriend had a fight (I guess her stuff is still in my house) whereas, my rommate punched a hole in my hollow basement door. I come home and inspect the damage. Fist-sized hole in my door and roommate shows the cuts on his hand. I told him the door will stay as is cause I have no money to replace it. Then he says ex told her new boy toy that rommate put a knife to her throat and he makes death threats. Roommate calls the cops on the death threats. He said he will fix my door. With no money, no job, can't pay storage unit, and has to pay resitution, How is He Going to Buy Me a New Door. He decides he likes my basement futon and set up a bedroom in the laundry room. Next day after work, I stop at my old job to chat with work friends. I need a margarita to keep from murdering my roommate. I messaged him that it may...