Jan 27, 2007 23:37
There are some things in life that I just cannot take.
That skin that forms on the stagnant water in week-old dirty dishes is one of them.
I absolutely adore my roommates, don't get me wrong... but if you make tacos and dirty half of our dishes in one night, you should probably clean your own mess, right? Not leave them out on the counter and then not wash them when repeatedly asked...
Good grief.
Forgive me... I'm sort of high on kitchen cleaner (with bleach) and Febreeze.
But I am oh-so-satisfied with the sparkling cleanliness of our kitchen/dining/livingroom!
In other news, earlier tonight I was locked out of my house (the only things I brought to the warehouse with me this morning was my lunchbox and a water bottle). I sat on the stoop waiting for my roommates and attempting to meditate, but with the prominant ruckus of California traffic, this proved unsatisfactory.
So, I decided to go utilize our juccuzi in my underwear.
For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.
We are discussing the difficulty of life during the middle school ages in my Teaching Methods II class.
Make sure that all of the 11-13 year olds with which you are acquianted know that they're not alone.