I have a new roommate...
his/her?/ name is Whitney II. He is a mouse. I saw him today run across Whitney's "Storage area" aka her room. I heart my roommate but she doesn't ever really live with me anymore. :( I am not sure how I feel about Whitney II moving in without asking me (I don't know if he has spoken to Whitney I at all about this sudden sublet- I think she would have at least left a note, right?) Oh well hopefully Whitney II doesn't like to have late night parties with lots of friends because I wouldn't be so cool with that.
On a less bizarre note we had a dance party!
Quoi? Did I just say less bizarre?
oh well.
okay so the weird thing about this new roommate is that we don't even keep any food in our room whatsoever and we keep our rooms pretty clean (well mine's sort of covered gross right now... but still what could a mouse want with magazines and various book/camera bags?) I guess so long as he stays in his room I can live with this new arrangement. Welcome to 801, Whitney II.
On a less bizarre note we had a dance party!
Quoi? Did I just say less bizarre?
oh well.
okay so the weird thing about this new roommate is that we don't even keep any food in our room whatsoever and we keep our rooms pretty clean (well mine's sort of covered gross right now... but still what could a mouse want with magazines and various book/camera bags?) I guess so long as he stays in his room I can live with this new arrangement. Welcome to 801, Whitney II.