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HOME!
We're home, and it feels nice, even though we had fun.
Lots of drunkenness. With Andy's parents haha.
Came home happy to see my apartment, but the dude that checked our mail for us helped himself to our beers, not really fucking cool, still kinda pissed. So yeah, he owes us a shit ton more.
I mean honestly, how can you say you're someone's best friend, and use the shit outa their food and house when all you had to do is check the mailbox twice? AND never said anything about getting a payback, which we would have probably taken him out to dinner had he said something, but he said don't worry about it, and now my toilet looks gross (toilet seat up >_< i'm sorry, when andy does it I don't care because he lives here, but mike doesn't, and it's a GIRL'S name on the damn lease.) and about HALF the beer is gone. and he helped himself to smoke in our apartment, it smelled like GROSS stale ciggarettes when we got back.
Yeah, welcome home, the fucker.
SO yeah, not feeling much friendliness towards the gay men right now. He's not allowed to drink here till I'm repaid.
Or smoke, since Andy's been trying to quite the last week and a half.
But yeah, regardless it feels good to be home, though a bit bitter.
Yay home.
We're home, and it feels nice, even though we had fun.
Lots of drunkenness. With Andy's parents haha.
Came home happy to see my apartment, but the dude that checked our mail for us helped himself to our beers, not really fucking cool, still kinda pissed. So yeah, he owes us a shit ton more.
I mean honestly, how can you say you're someone's best friend, and use the shit outa their food and house when all you had to do is check the mailbox twice? AND never said anything about getting a payback, which we would have probably taken him out to dinner had he said something, but he said don't worry about it, and now my toilet looks gross (toilet seat up >_< i'm sorry, when andy does it I don't care because he lives here, but mike doesn't, and it's a GIRL'S name on the damn lease.) and about HALF the beer is gone. and he helped himself to smoke in our apartment, it smelled like GROSS stale ciggarettes when we got back.
Yeah, welcome home, the fucker.
SO yeah, not feeling much friendliness towards the gay men right now. He's not allowed to drink here till I'm repaid.
Or smoke, since Andy's been trying to quite the last week and a half.
But yeah, regardless it feels good to be home, though a bit bitter.
Yay home.