All right, I am now in the possession of two roommates. Kitty, meet Two-face. Two-face, meet Kitty. Clearly, rules are in order. Two-face, since I have already made several lists for you (located here and here, for reference), I will just deal with the things that need amending.

1. You are still not allowed to touch my food. It's all still marked ( Read more... )

Clearly, you need to be kept on a tighter leash, so I have two sets of instructions for you ( Read more... )

So, last night I come home to find Dent smashing my things and screaming something about a list. Deciding I was far, far too sober to deal with Harvey's feelings (and because he'd already smashed his way through the mini-bar), I went out. When I came back, I found him curled in the wreckage of my TV, sobbing about how he'd raped Bruce Wayne.

What. ( Read more... )

If you are moving in, there are some rules that you'll have to follow. I've taken the liberty of making a list for you.

1. Don't touch my food. It's mine, not yours.
2. If Superman shows up, you must either:
    A. Leave.
    B. Fetch the Kryptonite. It is located somewhere in every room. In addition, there is also a Kryptonite ring, a hand-held  ( Read more... )