You know what's awesome?
1) not having to wait a week and a half to two weeks for your roommate to tear themselves away from clicking through their "modeling" pictures long enough to find out how much the bills for that month are (and usually by the time they did that, they were past due, no longer do i have to pay for her late fees either)
2) not having to clean up take-out containers and half eaten plates of food that have been sitting out for four days and making the entire apartment reek
3) not being the only one who knows how to load, unload, and operate a dish washer
4) not being the only one who knows how to pick up a sponge and wash a dish by hand
5) not having to do two entire loads of dishes just to be able to boil a pack of ramen
6) not having to worry about contracting an STD or four by simply stepping into my shower (my my, aren't we curious? let's see, I moved in in June of '07, by July she had chlamydia, December she had herpes, the following september HPV, and the following february and April bacterial vaginosis)
7) not having someone scoff at the regs i bring home only to have them tell me to "pack this instead" then have them throw it in my face that i've "been smoking their weed for two years"
8) having all the bills in my name instead of being told "I'm building my credit, you can just give me the money" when i offered to have my name put onto the bills or for one of them to be put into strictly my name - only to have that too thrown in my face
9) not being the only one who knows how to open the door, walk three feet, and throw the trash down the trash chute
10) not being blamed for the apartment being a mess when i have all of two text books stacked underneath the coffee table and my purse on the futon
11) not having a roommate who uses the ENTIRE apartment- including MY closest- as their closet
12) not having to deal with someone who's so fucking insecure that they need praise for WIPING DOWN A COFFEE TABLE
13) not being asked every other day "do you think i'm a whore?" - YES, a useless one at that. "best piece of ass in the whole damn city", no dipshit, just the easiest. Hell, even your columbian has no problem letting the entire city know that the easiest way to your asshole is after a couple shots.
14) knowing that i'm the only one using my shampoo, conditioner, body wash, bath sponge, and razors
15) knowing that if i buy pads, tampons, or condoms that they'll be there when i need them
16) not being sent a text to buy toilet paper on my way home from work when I have five hours left, i'm 15 miles away, and she's too busy "entertaining" her current dick to get off her back and walk the half block to 7-11
17) not having spoiled food or milk shoved into my face and being asked "does this smell bad?" simply because i "have a bigger nose"
18) not having to buy groceries for myself, a roommate, and whoever the roommate happens to bring home from the club
19) not being blamed for cigarette butts that have appeared on the balcony since february (when i quit smoking)
20) no longer am i an alibi
21) no longer am i a scapegoat
22) no longer do i have to listen to what her discharge looks or smells like this month
23) not having her bend over and stick her diseased vag in my face to determine whether or not the customers at work will be able to tell that she has an outbreak
24) no longer am i a personal dictionary, thesaurus, encyclopedia, or google
25) no longer do i have to deal with someone else's daddy issues
26) not having to pay fifty bucks a month for a parking permit from the city
27) not having to hear from the entire east side of the building about how many times they've seen your roommate bent over the picnic table on more than one occasion only to have them assume that i would be found in the same position
28) no longer do i have to worry about some random guy she moved in smoking CRACK in my bathroom
29) not having to maneuver around used douche bags that have been left in the shower
30) not having to deal with a psychotic douche bag
31) no longer do i have to hold my tongue about just what a disgusting cunt she really is
Free ride? My ass- I was paying $700 a month to live in that roach infested shithole opposed to your $650. As for "eating off your plates" what was I supposed to do? Bring in a 3rd set? Sitting on your furniture- was I supposed to squeeze in a fourth couch? How about an fourth coffee table? Would that have squared everything up? Get the fuck over yourself.
this is just the tip of the iceberg, needless to say, i'm done. if it were to appear on the front page that she was found in a back alley somewhere raped and dismembered, i wouldn't be surprised for one, and second. i'd laugh- hard. yeah, seriously.
2) not having to clean up take-out containers and half eaten plates of food that have been sitting out for four days and making the entire apartment reek
3) not being the only one who knows how to load, unload, and operate a dish washer
4) not being the only one who knows how to pick up a sponge and wash a dish by hand
5) not having to do two entire loads of dishes just to be able to boil a pack of ramen
6) not having to worry about contracting an STD or four by simply stepping into my shower (my my, aren't we curious? let's see, I moved in in June of '07, by July she had chlamydia, December she had herpes, the following september HPV, and the following february and April bacterial vaginosis)
7) not having someone scoff at the regs i bring home only to have them tell me to "pack this instead" then have them throw it in my face that i've "been smoking their weed for two years"
8) having all the bills in my name instead of being told "I'm building my credit, you can just give me the money" when i offered to have my name put onto the bills or for one of them to be put into strictly my name - only to have that too thrown in my face
9) not being the only one who knows how to open the door, walk three feet, and throw the trash down the trash chute
10) not being blamed for the apartment being a mess when i have all of two text books stacked underneath the coffee table and my purse on the futon
11) not having a roommate who uses the ENTIRE apartment- including MY closest- as their closet
12) not having to deal with someone who's so fucking insecure that they need praise for WIPING DOWN A COFFEE TABLE
13) not being asked every other day "do you think i'm a whore?" - YES, a useless one at that. "best piece of ass in the whole damn city", no dipshit, just the easiest. Hell, even your columbian has no problem letting the entire city know that the easiest way to your asshole is after a couple shots.
14) knowing that i'm the only one using my shampoo, conditioner, body wash, bath sponge, and razors
15) knowing that if i buy pads, tampons, or condoms that they'll be there when i need them
16) not being sent a text to buy toilet paper on my way home from work when I have five hours left, i'm 15 miles away, and she's too busy "entertaining" her current dick to get off her back and walk the half block to 7-11
17) not having spoiled food or milk shoved into my face and being asked "does this smell bad?" simply because i "have a bigger nose"
18) not having to buy groceries for myself, a roommate, and whoever the roommate happens to bring home from the club
19) not being blamed for cigarette butts that have appeared on the balcony since february (when i quit smoking)
20) no longer am i an alibi
21) no longer am i a scapegoat
22) no longer do i have to listen to what her discharge looks or smells like this month
23) not having her bend over and stick her diseased vag in my face to determine whether or not the customers at work will be able to tell that she has an outbreak
24) no longer am i a personal dictionary, thesaurus, encyclopedia, or google
25) no longer do i have to deal with someone else's daddy issues
26) not having to pay fifty bucks a month for a parking permit from the city
27) not having to hear from the entire east side of the building about how many times they've seen your roommate bent over the picnic table on more than one occasion only to have them assume that i would be found in the same position
28) no longer do i have to worry about some random guy she moved in smoking CRACK in my bathroom
29) not having to maneuver around used douche bags that have been left in the shower
30) not having to deal with a psychotic douche bag
31) no longer do i have to hold my tongue about just what a disgusting cunt she really is
Free ride? My ass- I was paying $700 a month to live in that roach infested shithole opposed to your $650. As for "eating off your plates" what was I supposed to do? Bring in a 3rd set? Sitting on your furniture- was I supposed to squeeze in a fourth couch? How about an fourth coffee table? Would that have squared everything up? Get the fuck over yourself.
this is just the tip of the iceberg, needless to say, i'm done. if it were to appear on the front page that she was found in a back alley somewhere raped and dismembered, i wouldn't be surprised for one, and second. i'd laugh- hard. yeah, seriously.