skinnykeychain

So I was just put through a blender of sorts.

First for those who know me well... I hate the whole roommate thing. I mean if the person I'm living with is my girl and I'm in love with her... well I can happily put up with her shit.
Living with a friend or a stranger, well that's just not going to happen.

When Kat and I broke up I needed to find a place to live. She was moving back to AZ and I couldn't cut the rent alone. Just so happened my dad needed a roommate so I moved in. Rent is pretty cheap and he's even a better cook then I am. So lets just say the Culinary job position of the home was filled by good ol pops.

Now the best thing about pops is... he never wants to hang out. Except we do have a standing date to watch 24 ever night (which I'm bailing on tonight). He never really has friends over and when he does they are only here for like 30mins. So usually things are a lot better then a "roommate".

Now we have to move, and I have to sign a lease?!?!
I hate that word and I hate what they do. So what do I do? I guess I don't have a choice. I'm going to have to do it.

On the up side, Melie called me tonight and said I need to come over and watch movies. This has always translated into good things. Usually I get sick of a girl after 30mins. I find a billion things wrong with them and I just want to leave. I'm hoping this doesn't happen tonight. We had good talk time, and she's pretty damn hot. Only problem is she's kinda young, and I'm just getting older.

So I'm off to shave the head and a few other things and we'll see what happens.