Ignore IT, for Vinny's Sake!!!

I am going to ignore the fact that Roommate Vinny has been absent from home front since Friday when he left me do fend for myself with the landlord who was expecting to be paid rent money that Vinny so happened to not give me his full portion of…again. No call from Vinny, no word, but he seems to be alive because his Facebook statuses are consistent and current. I’m going to ignore the fact that after explaining myself to the landlord (why the rent is short), lived a peaceful weekend—babyshower on Saturday, homework and dinner with the new beau on Sunday—coming in the house 2am Tuesday after grueling all night at the gig the stove has been turned on and the house reeks of gas. There’s a note in the kitchen from Vinny, which means he’s been home…and all I can think is that if I scratched my shoe across the floor it would have created a spark. I coulda blew the fuck up!

So he texts' me: You sleep gay man??
And So I ask him, because in theory it could have been me who left the stove on BUT I sincerely doubt it, " Did you heat something on the stove?"
His response was "no, sir, why".
And I say because the house was filled with gas because the eye on the stove was on.
And HE says....Why so sold?

I, whose life was in danger, didn't know what that meant. I thought I was being concerned and affectionate.

SO....I am going to ignore this.

For his sake, not mine.