Wednesday: Money May Not Grow on Trees, But it Should!

Nothing really happened today; I went grocery shopping with Z again (Edi mysteriously disappearing when we were leaving, being unable again to join us). So, that night, Edi complained we’d not bought what he wanted – though he never told us what he’d wanted. I’ve told Z point blank that I no longer want to deal with Edi; that he had to do it or I’d kill him. At supper, which I prepared, Edi had another of his fits about the food not containing any meat. He did take pictures of the food to send to his mom to show her he was eating healthy (he went and bought junk food after that, along with a meat dish at the local resto on res). The up side for me that night was Edi talking about dropping out of the program and going back to Brazil. This wasn’t the first time he’d brought it up, and as he hasn’t paid any tuition or rent, I’m hopeful this may come to pass. Why he wants to drop out before school really even starts is beyond me, but still… Money Dad and Mom wired me arrived today (there was a whole debacle about that yesterday, but you should ask my dad for the details, it’s both entertaining and annoying from our perspectives). With the money, I bought the food (the others paid for their shares, but it’s nice to know it’s not always Z who has to shell out the money and wait for the roomies to repay him, you know? It always makes me feel like a leech when someone needs to pay for me and I have to wait to pay them back). I also paid Wibke back for the Ballad Bus money she lent me.