Mar 06, 2006 03:39
By the way, Franklin died last weekend while I was in Appleton. He died on Saturday and my freak-ass roommate decided it would be a good idea to keep the dead fish until I got home on SUNDAY NIGHT. It reeked of rotting fish in my room and I could barely keep from gagging. All she said was, "Oh, I didn't notice the smell."
I think she may need to get out more.
Scratch that. She definitely needs to get some mental help or something. I requested a single next year because I would rather die than risk getting put with another cartoon-obsessed, socially inept, calculus-failing, dead-fish-keeping, anti-social weirdo like her.
Wow. I am in a GOOD mood.
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