Landlord Hell

Amazing. I am exhausted. What a ride the last few days have been. Right now I am fighting for something that I will inevetibly lose. I realize that the email contest I have been contending with the last few days is a mere class issue!
My landlord is Satan. She has evicted us and while I can't deny that we are rather bad occupants, I can't help but think she has some serious evil virus that compelled her to evict in the dead of winter, just before Christmas, during finals and I well, what a demon seed. I begged her, pleaded with her, promised her money and fresh smelling walls and carpets galore and yet...she hates me. I am sure that she has always hated me. I have more education than her. Yet, I lack the class because I have no MONEY. I am a drone in the legions of poverty. I am pinching and scraping every penny and peanut. I struggle to feed the children. I actually struggle with most everything and it all comes down to green, ultimately valueless, paper.
I am not going to win this war. Though I called her Satan, said she made a "trite business decision that tears at the very fabric of our lives," I lose. She could not possibly have less concern.
I am outta here!!!!!!! I do hope hoplessly that there is a landlord hell somewhere.