Moving: Part 4

Yes it's true. For the 4th time in 6 months I am moving. For the 1st 20 years of my life I only moved 4 times, and no times after the age of 5. After moving to Vancouver, I seem to move an excessive amount. While many of the times were out of my control (living in dorms, flatmates gave the house up, getting a job) this is the first time I decided to to throw my hand's to the heavens and say "fuck it". Let me explain...

Over the past 2 months I have lived with a 37 year old 12 year old. This guy, lets call him "Chris" is a total douchebag. When I moved in he seemed like a decent sporty guy who was recently divorced and wanting to get his life as a single guy back together. It seemed like an ideal situation; "Chris" ownes house and travels a lot for work...Ryan lives in house and has his own place.

"Chris" failed to inform Ryan that:

1. Chris did not really travel that often
2. Chris had a child that lived with Chris 3/4 of the time
3. Chris whined about having a child, in front of child, making for very unconfortable situations.
4. Chris was unsocial and Ryan was not "allowed" to have guests over
5. Chris was an emotional basketcase that Ryan did not need

So...when some guys I know called me out of no where and asked if I wanted to move in with them it didn't take much thinking. Hopefully this is the last time I have to move, and my end of crazy roomates.