We got home safetly from the airport after a mild hitch. We talked for a while and then went to sleep.

We woke up late because we were out so early and then we spent most of the day just chilling and marathoning old Drag Race episodes as per his wish.

Anthony talked to our roommate and expressed our concerns and if he doesn't have his shit in order by the 15th of Jan, he's done. And that's that. I can't take the stress anymore.

I still have a few things to do before our trip in a few days so that's mildly annoying but I'll get it in order.

On a side note - I hate people who send mixed signals. Like are you cool with something or aren't you. Do you have a problem or don't you. Like please make up your damn mind because it's frustrating. I wish I had the ability to read minds so I could figure it out without driving myself crazy.