May 09, 2004 14:31
(Its a long one, bare with me..)
I am overwhelmed. Theres no two ways about it. I am overwhelmed. Something has happened that maked the Indians seem...tolerable!
The only thing to make a bad thing seem alright, is something worse, and that something is Dee (hack-ptooey) our new house mate. A bitter middle aged woman, that has taken it upon her meek and bony shoulders to be the biggest bitch in the world.
This woman (hack-ptooey) moved in yesterday with the help of two young, for want of a better word, friends. As a gentleman, I offered to help, only to be lumbered with the heaviest case and an even heavier box, while she barked orders at her "friends" I layed down the burdens of her moving and went back to cooking and avoiding her. Already my first impression isnt good.
So, as she comes and goes, I take my leave. Talking to my flatmate, it seems that she's already had a run in and hate each other from the word go.
I take it into consideration, and go about my business. Halfway through Robin Hood Men in Tights, I go down to make some toast, where I become trapped by her, asking if I had any coke or anything, I said yes, so she invited me to join her for a vodak and coke, I say vodka and coke, it was more vodka, with a dribble of coke colouring, I swear shes an alcoholic. The only reason I agree to this is I want to give her a chance, see if she really is a bitch or just mistaken, and try to indoctrinate her to our way of thinking.
BIG mistake, in the course of the conversation, she insulted my friends, called me a weak drinker for only filling my glass half full of vodka, and generally pissing me off with every word she uttered. A good example being that she despised Greeks, which is a real downer, because some of my good friends are Greek.
Feelig ever enraged, I retired to my room after she had to chase after her "friend", who she had pissed off so much decided to leave. Back in my room, I continue watching the film, but that doesn't calm me down enough so, I watch two episodes of Family Guy, despite the awe inspiring comedy, it still doesnt work so I decide to read...for two hours, and still I cant sleep.
The last time I looked at my clock it was 530am, and I gradually faded into a sort of paralysed sleep, and awoke 6 hours later, still pissed off.
So now my plan to revise like crazy today has failed because I'm tired and annoyed and trying to make plans to piss her off, and play her against the Indians.
Sigh.
End Rant.