He doesn't shut up.
So, my crockpot chicken stewish thing went well. I'm enjoying it, quite a bit. Although, next time, I might decrease the water, just a smidge, so it's a little thicker.
And my new roommate doesn't. ever. shut. up. He's a good guy, but he has to be talking, constantly. During movies, while I'm listening to music, while I'm reading or writing. Always talking. I would just like to finish watching "Sunshine" without all the commentary. Sigh.
I finally put my headphones on while I was doing dishes, just to get him to not talk. And when I took them off, he said, "Good, now we can talk some more."
GARGH! LOL. Plus, I asked him to bring home some Coke from the store when he went, because he's used up most of what I have on mixed drinks, and he brought home a store-brand Cola. Which... I'm sorry, but I need Coke. Sigh...
Baby steps, slowly, slowly. I'm not sure if I'll ever get used to this.