Since of course I don't have enough to deal with starting classes, trying my damnedest to not fail at working a job whose conditions hit many of my worse triggers and my friends moving over an hour away (which combined with the shifts I'm working means I don't know if I'll ever have a chance to get together with them – note that until it got vetoed by a girlfriend we were in fact planning on moving in together), now for no reason I can find my room literally smells like someone or something took a dump in it (which for the record did not happen, at least as far as I know).