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My roommates are great. But. Someone threw up in the sink. And the toilet. And clogged the toilet with puke. And left it. Maybe I'm just biased against drunk people, but I'm inclined to think it was Cookie or a member of his drunk harem from last night. Anyway, there are little puke particles stuck to the sink and splatter on the backsplash under the mirror, and it's gross.
I saw someone else's poop today. It was lurking at the bottom of the toilet, waiting for someone to open the lid so it could yell, "HA!" Actually, when I saw it I was just sad, thinking I'd have to unclog the toilet I didn't clog twice in one day. Luckily it was fine.
Sarah made me look at her poop once, I think. She claims to have pooped every color of the rainbow, which I suppose is entirely possible. Sarah is amazing. I miss the completely unfettered relationship we had before this stupid thing came between us.
Life works better when there are no pretzels or M&Ms in the house. Last week was nice. This isn't going to happen again.
I saw someone else's poop today. It was lurking at the bottom of the toilet, waiting for someone to open the lid so it could yell, "HA!" Actually, when I saw it I was just sad, thinking I'd have to unclog the toilet I didn't clog twice in one day. Luckily it was fine.
Sarah made me look at her poop once, I think. She claims to have pooped every color of the rainbow, which I suppose is entirely possible. Sarah is amazing. I miss the completely unfettered relationship we had before this stupid thing came between us.
Life works better when there are no pretzels or M&Ms in the house. Last week was nice. This isn't going to happen again.