Ok, so here's how my weekend went:
Friday night, as like many o' nights-I spent the evening at my girlfriend's apartment.
I actually spend more time over there than my own house-and with good reason. She doesn't have a roommate, and hence- we have privacy.
So, Saturday, I call BlueBear3(my roommate) up, to see if he wants to hang out, and watch some movies. "No" he says, as he's at a 'Bachelor Party', and probably won't be home at all that night.
So, me and my girlfriend head over to my house, so relax, and spend time with my cats(as again, I'm gone to often, and they get lonely). Realizing that there's a good possibility that BlueBear and his friends may have an 'After Bar' party at our house, I call him again. This time, I ask him if the 'after bar' thing is a possibility, and he replies 'probably not'. So I ask him "If you do decide you'll be bringing a bunch of drunkin' idiots over to the house, call and give me fair warning-so I can get the fuck out". "Ok" he replies, and I think nothing of it.
So, my girlfriend and I are watching a movie out in the living room, when my phone rings. "There's a few of us coming back to the house for after bar" BlueBear says. "Where are you?" I ask..."Walking home right now" he says. Which meant, I had approximately 2 fucking minutes. I obviously can't make it, so my girlfriend and I duck into my room, lock the door, and prepare for the drunkin' stupidity about to enter my household.
A "few" people, turned out to be about 10 fucking idiots, screaming and yelling, and being royal douche bags outside my bedroom door. ANd, BlueBear decided to 'feed' them yet more alcohol, delaying their departure even more.
Needless to say, I was not happy, content, or comforted by any of it, nor was my girlfriend-and I truly became the angriest I've ever been with BlueBear. Most of the people that came over, he didn't even know-which even pissed m off further. It would have been one thing to have these people over, to sober their stupid asses up-but when more alcohol was feed to them-I became enraged.
So, I ended up yelling at BlueBear Sunday afternoon, as we both slept in after not being able to sleep with all the stupidity in our house that early morning. And I left saying some not so kind words to him. He only smiled, as if it wasn't a big deal.
Which set me off even further-but if he lacks common courtesy, then there's really nothing I can do to change it. But it did, and stil does, royally piss me off
On a good note, after I left, I did get some privacy-and spent a wonderful day with my girlfriend. We went to Borders, and I found 'Millennium-season 2' on DVD(which I didn't even know was out yet),'Home Movies'(from adult swim) on DVD, and a few other kick ass movies I had been looking for.
We spent the night in silence and comfort, and with each other-as we didn't stay at my house last night.
I'm still pissed though, and had to vent
Friday night, as like many o' nights-I spent the evening at my girlfriend's apartment.
I actually spend more time over there than my own house-and with good reason. She doesn't have a roommate, and hence- we have privacy.
So, Saturday, I call BlueBear3(my roommate) up, to see if he wants to hang out, and watch some movies. "No" he says, as he's at a 'Bachelor Party', and probably won't be home at all that night.
So, me and my girlfriend head over to my house, so relax, and spend time with my cats(as again, I'm gone to often, and they get lonely). Realizing that there's a good possibility that BlueBear and his friends may have an 'After Bar' party at our house, I call him again. This time, I ask him if the 'after bar' thing is a possibility, and he replies 'probably not'. So I ask him "If you do decide you'll be bringing a bunch of drunkin' idiots over to the house, call and give me fair warning-so I can get the fuck out". "Ok" he replies, and I think nothing of it.
So, my girlfriend and I are watching a movie out in the living room, when my phone rings. "There's a few of us coming back to the house for after bar" BlueBear says. "Where are you?" I ask..."Walking home right now" he says. Which meant, I had approximately 2 fucking minutes. I obviously can't make it, so my girlfriend and I duck into my room, lock the door, and prepare for the drunkin' stupidity about to enter my household.
A "few" people, turned out to be about 10 fucking idiots, screaming and yelling, and being royal douche bags outside my bedroom door. ANd, BlueBear decided to 'feed' them yet more alcohol, delaying their departure even more.
Needless to say, I was not happy, content, or comforted by any of it, nor was my girlfriend-and I truly became the angriest I've ever been with BlueBear. Most of the people that came over, he didn't even know-which even pissed m off further. It would have been one thing to have these people over, to sober their stupid asses up-but when more alcohol was feed to them-I became enraged.
So, I ended up yelling at BlueBear Sunday afternoon, as we both slept in after not being able to sleep with all the stupidity in our house that early morning. And I left saying some not so kind words to him. He only smiled, as if it wasn't a big deal.
Which set me off even further-but if he lacks common courtesy, then there's really nothing I can do to change it. But it did, and stil does, royally piss me off
On a good note, after I left, I did get some privacy-and spent a wonderful day with my girlfriend. We went to Borders, and I found 'Millennium-season 2' on DVD(which I didn't even know was out yet),'Home Movies'(from adult swim) on DVD, and a few other kick ass movies I had been looking for.
We spent the night in silence and comfort, and with each other-as we didn't stay at my house last night.
I'm still pissed though, and had to vent
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synnove:
i hope things are cool with you and bluebear now. and i'm glad things are going so well with you and your girl. i miss quiet nights filled with cuddles and movies 
i hope things are cool with you and bluebear now. and i'm glad things are going so well with you and your girl. i miss quiet nights filled with cuddles and movies 
creative_slacker:
Oh man I HATE living with roommate. I have made it a personal vow to never keep one ever again. I will become a prostitute paying for rent before ever living with another soul. I've lived with some crazy kids here in the sleazy, so I empathize!