Mar 08, 2012 23:03
Methyl got another roommate last week. It's sad to have to share my space again. Given how many roommate's I've gone through recently I've decided they need nicknames.
The last roommate will be named Silent (cause she didn't speak to me, except right after she got there, and to tell me she was leaving -- this includes a distinct lack of verbal response to direct conversation), also known as She-Who-Occupied-My-Kitchen. The latter nickname is due to her ability to consume all kitchen space when she was in it. I'm not sure how it worked, maybe an anti-personnel field of some sort.
The current roommate is 7s, which stands for "seven suitcases," because that's what she's deposited in the common space, along with other random packing materials. She's also writing up (and will walk in June, rawwwwr, I'm a bit jealous), so won't be here long. But yeah, with 7s, there's absolutely no space. At least she doesn't cook much, so we didn't have a cupboard fight, like I had with Silent. :p
I wonder what they've called me . . .
Perhaps She-Who-Does't-Do-Dishes-Often-Enough.