post tour bummer time

Last night my friend has a spaz out and has to go ahead and tear off my windshield wipers. I drive home really sad cause my boo is so annoyed with my drunk crying after a drunk frantic long distance help me phone call. I get home at 3am, I have a heart to heart with my roommate, we have never talked before. Turns out he's a beat boy and likes to break dance on the grass, who knew? The bummer is as soon as I find out he's cool I get notice that our fucking house got auctioned off and we have to be out in two weeks. My other room mate has had that home in his family for a hundred years. He's a mentally sensitive person and he couldnt take that news and tryed to kill himself in the house. So he's in the mental hospital. Then really, WHAT THE FUCK is up with that neighbor cat breaking into my house and scratching up my cats face at 4 am!? WHY? What is going on here??? I had one of the worst anxiety attacks of my life. Tried to call my ex bestie and every other persons phone number i could retreve from my old phone. My boss talked me down at 5 am after several inquires to find out, "what I'm high on." Fuck.