the joy of living with roommates.
moving in with people is a lot more complicated than one thinks. not only do you share a house together, but you need to divvy up EVERYTHING. you split the rent, utilities, and cable. but aside from that, you also have to buy your own food, and you ALL have to pitch in on toiletries because everyone wipes their ass and brushes their teeth, don't they?
other roommates constantly eat our food. food we paid money for. even though that fucking sucks and it's almost like a slap in the face, somehow i still find humor in it all. just like everything else. evan and i started writing creative things on our food to keep people away from them. it doesn't work, but it's still hilarious. here are some examples...
Heinz= Meinz
Tater Tots= Tater Nots
Rice a Roni= Get Diced a Roni
Perogies= PerNOgies
Hamburger Helper= Hamburger Slaughter
Texas Toast= Texas Noast
Lucky Charms= Unlucky Charms
and my personal favorite, whenever we order pizza from Pepperoni's, the box label quickly turns to NOPERONI'S.
but. people don't listen. they still eat our shit anyway.
now. if you know me well, which i don't think anyone on my friends list does, you'll know that i have been in an out of roommates ever since i moved here from bordentown, which was january. the situation was worse from jan-march but it's a little better now.
but this FUCKING BITCH is pissing me off. she eats evan and i's food, and doesn't give a fuck. it's funny because she makes it so obvious.. IE: she's the only one home, we're all in bed and it's gone the next morning, etc etc. and it's constant. she's NEVER bought toiletries or anything for the house and she hardly even cleans up after her damn self.
i'm not a big fan of talking shit on people but fuck. this shit pisses me off. i come downstairs this morning and went to put my laundry detergent away, and it felt.... lighter than when i picked it up at shoprite yesterday. HMMMMM. the cap was on tight (i guess she figured i wouldn't notice) and there's DEF like 2 cup fulls missing. i look in the dryer, and there her clothes sit. NICE AND FUCKING CLEAN THANKS TO MY DAMN SOAP. i wanted to squirt ketchup right into the dryer, but i can't be mean to people like that.
the worst part is i don't have a job currently. i have whatever money i have and it has to last me until i get to florida. so i have no fucking income. SHE KNOWS THAT. this bitch is a stripper. she makes "bank" according to what she says when i ask her, so why the fuck is it sooo difficult for her to pick up some laundry detergent?? it's like 10 bucks. fuck.
evan and i are fucking jews when it comes to our food. we know what we have and how much we have of it. i'm as close to a jew as to admitting that i'd know if a fucking marshmallow was stolen out of my lucky charms box. hahaha, ok, maybe not that bad.. but you get what i'm trying to say.
here's a bit of advice. and i'm serious. do not go into living with someone who has never been out on their own before if you have. i don't care if it's your best friend, cousin, whatever. maybe if you're both moving out together you can learn together. but this girl is 19 and she's never been out on her own. so she doesn't understand that things like dish soap, sponges, laundry detergent (ugh), toilet paper, paper towels, toothpaste, tampons, and shampoo are all necessities and they need to be purchased out of your own pocket if you no longer live with mommy and daddy. for some reason it's hard for people to grasp.
that's all i have to say. i just needed to vent a bit. thanks for being there for me LJ. B's here and it's nap time. byeeeeeeeeee write soon
other roommates constantly eat our food. food we paid money for. even though that fucking sucks and it's almost like a slap in the face, somehow i still find humor in it all. just like everything else. evan and i started writing creative things on our food to keep people away from them. it doesn't work, but it's still hilarious. here are some examples...
Heinz= Meinz
Tater Tots= Tater Nots
Rice a Roni= Get Diced a Roni
Perogies= PerNOgies
Hamburger Helper= Hamburger Slaughter
Texas Toast= Texas Noast
Lucky Charms= Unlucky Charms
and my personal favorite, whenever we order pizza from Pepperoni's, the box label quickly turns to NOPERONI'S.
but. people don't listen. they still eat our shit anyway.
now. if you know me well, which i don't think anyone on my friends list does, you'll know that i have been in an out of roommates ever since i moved here from bordentown, which was january. the situation was worse from jan-march but it's a little better now.
but this FUCKING BITCH is pissing me off. she eats evan and i's food, and doesn't give a fuck. it's funny because she makes it so obvious.. IE: she's the only one home, we're all in bed and it's gone the next morning, etc etc. and it's constant. she's NEVER bought toiletries or anything for the house and she hardly even cleans up after her damn self.
i'm not a big fan of talking shit on people but fuck. this shit pisses me off. i come downstairs this morning and went to put my laundry detergent away, and it felt.... lighter than when i picked it up at shoprite yesterday. HMMMMM. the cap was on tight (i guess she figured i wouldn't notice) and there's DEF like 2 cup fulls missing. i look in the dryer, and there her clothes sit. NICE AND FUCKING CLEAN THANKS TO MY DAMN SOAP. i wanted to squirt ketchup right into the dryer, but i can't be mean to people like that.
the worst part is i don't have a job currently. i have whatever money i have and it has to last me until i get to florida. so i have no fucking income. SHE KNOWS THAT. this bitch is a stripper. she makes "bank" according to what she says when i ask her, so why the fuck is it sooo difficult for her to pick up some laundry detergent?? it's like 10 bucks. fuck.
evan and i are fucking jews when it comes to our food. we know what we have and how much we have of it. i'm as close to a jew as to admitting that i'd know if a fucking marshmallow was stolen out of my lucky charms box. hahaha, ok, maybe not that bad.. but you get what i'm trying to say.
here's a bit of advice. and i'm serious. do not go into living with someone who has never been out on their own before if you have. i don't care if it's your best friend, cousin, whatever. maybe if you're both moving out together you can learn together. but this girl is 19 and she's never been out on her own. so she doesn't understand that things like dish soap, sponges, laundry detergent (ugh), toilet paper, paper towels, toothpaste, tampons, and shampoo are all necessities and they need to be purchased out of your own pocket if you no longer live with mommy and daddy. for some reason it's hard for people to grasp.
that's all i have to say. i just needed to vent a bit. thanks for being there for me LJ. B's here and it's nap time. byeeeeeeeeee write soon