Archive for August, 2010
Rolled up…
Tuesday, August 31st, 2010I’ve been pretty lucky with my roommates thus far, but there’s ONE thing that has me madder than a dog with an empty food dish.
I live in a house with 4 other people (all together 5: 2 girls and one guy upstairs, one guy and one girl downstairs). I live in the upstairs and share a bathroom with the other guy and girl and NEITHER OF THEM cleans the bathroom.
Bag of Joy
Friday, August 27th, 2010 ME: I think we can both agree these garbage bags you got do not go on our "repeat buy" list.
RM: Why?
ME: Well, they’re pretty thin..
Please Help Me! I Hate My Roommate’s Boyfriend
Wednesday, August 25th, 2010My roommate has been my best friend going on three years. We moved in together for the first time about 3 months ago, and the agreement was that her and I were to move into a two bedroom/two bathroom apartment. She has a boyfriend (she’s 21 and he is 38).
Lookie here miss
Friday, August 20th, 2010Its only been 2 days and i am trying to convince myself not to shove bamboo shafts under my fingernails cuz thats what i would prefer right now. I dont even know where to start. Your sensitivity to noise is just rediculous.
You’re a dirty, dirty, dirty person.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010I’ve done the math; she cleans the cats’ litterbox an average of ONCE EVERY TWO WEEKS. For those of us who weren’t raised by pigs in a cesspool of our own waste, this is typically a DAILY chore. I have to maneuver her plates and bowls around in the sink to get a cup of water from the tap.
Dear Ranches,
Tuesday, August 10th, 2010I hate you. With every ounce of my being.
Who the hell are you to expect to have the entire downstairs bathroom to yourself, when there are only two bathrooms in the entire house and 5 people living in it? Thanks for storing your dishes on the dish rack on the sink, instead of actually putting them in a cabinet like normal people do.