Guess what I'm not drinking right now?
Give up?
My beer.
Jeez Invincible, that's a pretty stupid answer
Let me clarify- I'm not drinking one of the delicious bottles of beer I bought for my standby supply, you know, that stash you keep in case you invite over friends, or you want to just unwind after a rough day, because I got home from houssitting and looked into the desert that is my fridge. That's correct, I can't even make myself some nachos to console myself- the cheese has all been eaten, Can't make myself a proper salad- all the lettuce, nay all the fucking vegatble and fruit matter has been descended upon by what could only be old-testament locusts, can't even make myself the ol' po boy standby of stewing beef and rice because, yep, you guessed it, the meat is all gone.
Needless to say, I'm a little perturbed because this kinda fucks up how my food budget was laid out. I didn't anticipate that I wouldn't have to buy myself another shopping trips' worth of groceries. I'm also a little pissed because although we don't officially have a labelling system of whose food is whose, I do know that her boyfriend buys zero of the food, and therefore should be entitled to zero portions of it. Espesically the shit that I buy for me.
I think that there's going to be a small discussion tomorrow, to say the least.
Give up?
My beer.
Jeez Invincible, that's a pretty stupid answer
Let me clarify- I'm not drinking one of the delicious bottles of beer I bought for my standby supply, you know, that stash you keep in case you invite over friends, or you want to just unwind after a rough day, because I got home from houssitting and looked into the desert that is my fridge. That's correct, I can't even make myself some nachos to console myself- the cheese has all been eaten, Can't make myself a proper salad- all the lettuce, nay all the fucking vegatble and fruit matter has been descended upon by what could only be old-testament locusts, can't even make myself the ol' po boy standby of stewing beef and rice because, yep, you guessed it, the meat is all gone.
Needless to say, I'm a little perturbed because this kinda fucks up how my food budget was laid out. I didn't anticipate that I wouldn't have to buy myself another shopping trips' worth of groceries. I'm also a little pissed because although we don't officially have a labelling system of whose food is whose, I do know that her boyfriend buys zero of the food, and therefore should be entitled to zero portions of it. Espesically the shit that I buy for me.
I think that there's going to be a small discussion tomorrow, to say the least.
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[Edited on Mar 27, 2006 12:58AM]
Your roommate is a puny human, after all.