His boyfriend and his friend Trip were both evicted at the beginning of the month, so they're staying in his room. Apparently, the only way Trip, Will, and Joel know how to pass time together is by drinking large quantities of really bad gin and copious amounts of pot. And while...y'know... a lifestyle is a lifestyle and I don't really care either way what they do with their spare time... our tiny three-bedroom apartment is starting to smell an awful lot like bad decisions. That, and the smoke has been flaring up my bronchitis... and if they're spending all their income on salvia and pot, its not going towards finding a new place to live. And I would prefer not to have our landlord come in and see that we're housing two extra idiots and STILL not making rent every single month. >_>