New Digs (a.k.a. A Whine)

Overall, I'm not feeling it's going as well as I'd hoped.

1. There are massive drafts in my new apartment coming from all windows and the balconies. I've been here two-and-a-half weeks and it has not yet been fixed. I'm cold ALL the time. I wear my gloves inside. I sleep with three blankets. The blinds are in continuous motion from the drafts. Clearly, something is wrong, and the leasing office should fix it.
2. This morning commute is not my cup of hot chocolate. I'm not a morning person (I'm not a night person either anymore, but that's neither here nor there) and standing on a traffic island with cars whizzing by me at over 50 miles an hour while breathing in fumes is not a pleasant way to be waking up.
3. Yesterday I left work at 5:31 p.m. and was at my bus stop at 5:35 p.m. Everyone would agree that is prime rush hour. My bus did not come until after 6 p.m. What the fuck? Standing outside in the cold for a half hour only to come home to my icebox of an apartment will not work for me. Today I will try taking a different bus home. It will involve more walking, but I'm almost positive the bus will come more frequently than once every half hour, and get me home by 6 p.m. at the latest. Why yes, I am a commute snob! Of course I am - prior to this move I lived three blocks from work and often went home for lunch.
4. My hunt for a roommate is not going well. I say this because I don't have one yet. While I can afford to pay over $2,000 in rent in the month of February, I'm not looking forward to it. At all. After half a month of meeting with people, it's getting harder and harder to see it as "They didn't like the place" instead of "They didn't like me."
5. I'm not getting my mail. Yes, I know HOW to fix it, it's just the process is time-consuming and it would really be helpful if my imaginary personal assistant could take care of that.

Update: I just spoke with Nice Partner and asked him if we have anyone who does Landlord/Tenant law. In explaining the cold, my chin trembled and my mind screamed "DON'T CRY!" and I managed not to let any tears spill. Nice Partner told me who to speak with, another partner who will probably suggest we draft a letter dropping the term "constructive eviction" to light a fire under my leasing office's ass. I feel better already.

I wasn't about to cry just because it's cold. That would be kind of pathetic. It's the culmination of too many things all not going well at once, and having to deal with LEL every day for eight hours on top of it all. Going to talk with the other partner now.