Small Gripes About My Apartment

I like my apartment. It's close to campus, and it's a solid apartment. But some things have been agitating me as of late.

First of all, the parking situation. Eight people live in this building, but there's only room for 7 cars to park. You can imagine that this causes problems on a nightly basis. At the moment, there are two cars parked on the grass, one of which is on a grass embankment and looks like it was crashed there.

Now, imagine if residents invite someone over, or someone parks their car improperly, thus reducing spaces. The problem gets even worse.

When I go up to the casino, I often come back at around 3 or 4 AM. This makes me last to return to the parking lot and consequentially, I'm odd man out. It's like a fucking game of musical chairs. I've been forced to park on Kendall because of this problem.

Another problem, there's about a million bugs in this building. Not truly filthy bugs like roaches, but there's a ton of moths, horseflies and somewhat large (and fucking fast) spiders. They'll probably go away in the winter, but living here this summer will be a fucking gross out.

Did I mention I'm terrified of bugs. I think it's because they're smaller than me yet have more legs. I don't like that creatures a fraction of my size have locomotion systems much more complex than mine.