Ok. And the number one reason why roommates suck: having to ask them to clean up their stuff (I was going to say shit, but I'm not *just* talking about that 
I hate the awkard I'm-in-the-middle-of-cleaning-up-the-stove-and-your-dirty-dishes scene and have the culprit walk in. Well, actually, It's nice to see him squirm. And really, he's not even my roommate. My roommate is in the middle of a nervous breakdown (have you seen that show, "Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown?" It's gooood
) and her brother decided to crash here while she's gone. So he's here, rent free. I'm gonna move soon, but it is a big mess trying to find a new place. I digress.
I'm heading out for a slurpee now. Please let there be banana.
A few things to know when you come live with me:
1. When I'm cleaning, start helping or leave the house.
2. Do not use air freshener, the spray kind around me: it just reminds me of the smell you're trying to hide (i.e. crap)
3. I'll do just about anythign to get out of cleaning a fridge. I had to do it *a lot* when i was a repo-man, and the smell makes me want to die. Well, Windex mixed with anything like a fridge or a micro-wave will make me gag.
There, you know my super-weaknesses; you know my green Kryptonite.
I want to say hi to my sweetie Emma - you're reading this now, aren't you Emma? She lives in Australia and, though she *should* be a suicide girl, she's not a member yet. Hey Emma! Emma studies Tae Kwon Do and she can punch her fist through a man!!! Emma's the one who made me realize that soulmates come in all forms - friends, mates (hehe) etc... She said "you're my soul mate" and I freaked. She said "no,I mean like best mates". it was quite the revelation. i have loads of soul mates - all friends at this point
Oh good, he left the house. Smart man.
I hate the awkard I'm-in-the-middle-of-cleaning-up-the-stove-and-your-dirty-dishes scene and have the culprit walk in. Well, actually, It's nice to see him squirm. And really, he's not even my roommate. My roommate is in the middle of a nervous breakdown (have you seen that show, "Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown?" It's gooood
) and her brother decided to crash here while she's gone. So he's here, rent free. I'm gonna move soon, but it is a big mess trying to find a new place. I digress.
I'm heading out for a slurpee now. Please let there be banana.
A few things to know when you come live with me:
1. When I'm cleaning, start helping or leave the house.
2. Do not use air freshener, the spray kind around me: it just reminds me of the smell you're trying to hide (i.e. crap)
3. I'll do just about anythign to get out of cleaning a fridge. I had to do it *a lot* when i was a repo-man, and the smell makes me want to die. Well, Windex mixed with anything like a fridge or a micro-wave will make me gag.
There, you know my super-weaknesses; you know my green Kryptonite.
I want to say hi to my sweetie Emma - you're reading this now, aren't you Emma? She lives in Australia and, though she *should* be a suicide girl, she's not a member yet. Hey Emma! Emma studies Tae Kwon Do and she can punch her fist through a man!!! Emma's the one who made me realize that soulmates come in all forms - friends, mates (hehe) etc... She said "you're my soul mate" and I freaked. She said "no,I mean like best mates". it was quite the revelation. i have loads of soul mates - all friends at this point
Oh good, he left the house. Smart man.
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You should live alone if you can swing it. It is so nice to know that all the mess is of your own doing..,because if you have to pick up after yourself chances are you don't care as much about the pile of dishes because they are your dishes...if they are someone else's then it bothers you that they are there...or something like that.