Ahh, spring, when all your winter sins come back to haunt you. I've lived in this city for five years, and it never fails that the season of new growth is also the season of disintegration. I think it has to do with the fact that people are more concerned with enduring winter than they are with minor hiccups in their life during the cold months. However, when it starts warming up, all bets are off, and the piper comes to collect.

Sean just moved into a new place, citing miserable living conditions at his old place. He moved in with Roland, and has yet to pay the rent he promised when he moved in a couple of weeks ago. Now, Roland is thinking about kicking Sean out, because hey, he needs the rent and bills paid, and the delay on the money cost Roland his planned trip to New Orleans for St. Patrick's day. Sean spends every night out drinking with his other friends, and isn't working much; it turns out that he moved out of his old place because he owed his old roommate three or four months back rent. Sad thing is, the rest of us are starting to wonder what the hell else Sean has lied about, and who he really is.

It's not just my circle of friends, either. One of our regulars at the shop gave an ex-boyfriend the money for a laptop, because the ex works at a used laptop store. Now, the guy won't return her calls or emails, and the laptop has yet to materialize. I fail to understand why people try to mix business and pleasure like that. I'm reminded of the numerous people I've seen who end a relationship only to get sucked back in by some stupid crap.

Oh well, I guess it's human nature. Fuck it.