My Shitty Vacation
Well kids… I had a pretty interesting weekend. I’d have to say that the whole thing wasn’t a giant pain in the ass, but it was damn near close to it.
I had to deal with my roommate having not 1, but 3 guests staying on our floor for 3 nights in a row. He had his girlfriend alone in our room countless times and even put his bed in the middle of the floor. There was constantly shit everywhere in my room and it was really difficult for me because I couldn’t get any work done during Winter Carnival. He owes me for this. I mean sure, I had my mom come up before to stay and he slept in a different room, but that was so he didn’t have to deal with both of us snoring at the same time. I even slept on the floor. He could have stayed in the same room. I on the other hand, was not left with that option. I was forced to stay in Brad and Matt’s room for 3 nights.
I wasn’t really forced, but I figured that I might as well return the favor. Sometimes I am just too nice. All my friends up here said that I should have made him get a hotel room or just stayed in the room anyway. I didn’t really care about seeing his girlfriend naked, but I wasn’t all that hyped up to see Ian naked, so I would have much rather stayed in a different room.
So the entire time that Ian had his guests here he was either ignoring me or just a straight up dick. I couldn’t tolerate it after a while so I just played my part and stayed away from him and his group. I wasn’t about to get into a fight with him on the weekend of his Birthday. I didn’t wish him Happy Birthday though. I’m proud of myself for not doing that. I didn’t want him to have a Happy Birthday if he was going to keep being such a douche bag to me.
So Ian and his posse is gone now and the room is pretty much back to normal. Thank Christ. There is an awful aroma of sex in the air in my room and I want it to go away because it’s grossing me out. Any suggestions?
On a lighter note…
I made a hat during my stay out of the room. My most recent picture has the hat in it (on my head). It’s teal and magical. I was proud of myself for doing such a good job. I think that I might make another sometime soon.
I got to see Final Destination 3 on Friday and A History Of Violence on Saturday. Both of the movies were badass. There was lots of bloodshed and several different death scenarios. I can’t tell which is my favorite just yet, a nail gun to the back of the head or a shotgun to the back. Oh I know what it is! How’s about a still spinning engine block to the back of the head!?! I’ve learned a few things from these movies.
1. Don’t try to cheat death. You’ll die anyway.
2. Don’t mess with Joey Cusack. You’ll also die anyway.
Well… I guess that I ought to get to work now that I finally have the room to myself again.
Jackson... :( ...out.
I had to deal with my roommate having not 1, but 3 guests staying on our floor for 3 nights in a row. He had his girlfriend alone in our room countless times and even put his bed in the middle of the floor. There was constantly shit everywhere in my room and it was really difficult for me because I couldn’t get any work done during Winter Carnival. He owes me for this. I mean sure, I had my mom come up before to stay and he slept in a different room, but that was so he didn’t have to deal with both of us snoring at the same time. I even slept on the floor. He could have stayed in the same room. I on the other hand, was not left with that option. I was forced to stay in Brad and Matt’s room for 3 nights.
I wasn’t really forced, but I figured that I might as well return the favor. Sometimes I am just too nice. All my friends up here said that I should have made him get a hotel room or just stayed in the room anyway. I didn’t really care about seeing his girlfriend naked, but I wasn’t all that hyped up to see Ian naked, so I would have much rather stayed in a different room.
So the entire time that Ian had his guests here he was either ignoring me or just a straight up dick. I couldn’t tolerate it after a while so I just played my part and stayed away from him and his group. I wasn’t about to get into a fight with him on the weekend of his Birthday. I didn’t wish him Happy Birthday though. I’m proud of myself for not doing that. I didn’t want him to have a Happy Birthday if he was going to keep being such a douche bag to me.
So Ian and his posse is gone now and the room is pretty much back to normal. Thank Christ. There is an awful aroma of sex in the air in my room and I want it to go away because it’s grossing me out. Any suggestions?
On a lighter note…
I made a hat during my stay out of the room. My most recent picture has the hat in it (on my head). It’s teal and magical. I was proud of myself for doing such a good job. I think that I might make another sometime soon.
I got to see Final Destination 3 on Friday and A History Of Violence on Saturday. Both of the movies were badass. There was lots of bloodshed and several different death scenarios. I can’t tell which is my favorite just yet, a nail gun to the back of the head or a shotgun to the back. Oh I know what it is! How’s about a still spinning engine block to the back of the head!?! I’ve learned a few things from these movies.
1. Don’t try to cheat death. You’ll die anyway.
2. Don’t mess with Joey Cusack. You’ll also die anyway.
Well… I guess that I ought to get to work now that I finally have the room to myself again.
Jackson... :( ...out.