Not a Fun Birthday Present

I arrive home today to find a letter wedged between my door handle and the door. My rent is going up. I can either sign another one year lease and pay $605 a month (an increase of $30 a month) or stay on the month-to-month plan and pay $645 a month (a $70 increase). There is no way I can make the second one work. I can make the first work (especially since my new position in the company means an extra $30 a week before taxes), but I'm not happy about it in the least.

So I'm going to kick some ass in Warhammer and try and straighten up more for my birthday party.

Bitches.