GOD DAMNED MY ROOMMATE!!!
Okay, last straw, no more parites, no more roomie, and for her, no more furisher or anything in the kitchen. Why? Would you be cool if you had a roomie who threw the kind of party she reported in her myspace?
Thursday, July 13, 2006
1:01 PM - It's official
Current mood:
nauseated
I no longer want to have sexy parties. Last night was the last straw. While I had fun, I regret allowing strangers in on the action. A guy I work with, Seth, showed up at the bar my team went to after work, and got drunk with us. And so begins the nightmare...
We all went back to my apartment, no big deal. I was cool with that. However, certain individuals (Seth) do not know their limit apparently. He got mega drunk and when we went swimming in the pool, he left his clothes there. He had previously tried to kiss me while I was sitting on the floor in the hallway. Ew. His credit card, time clock, cellphone, and car keys were with his clothes. They are now gone. I suspect this guy who we met at the pool, Omar, who lives in my apartment complex ninjaed them. He got Seth even more drunk and I assume alerted someone to this fact. So, when Seth forgot his clothes, someone went to look and they were gone. Seth drank more tequila in my apartment and ended up puking on the floor some. Hooray. So, Seth is wearing boxers and my towels and it's just me and Sebastian and we're trying to figure out what the fuck to do.
I would like to take this opportunity to point out that Seth is like in his 30s and acted the most irresponsible of anyone.
We called the police and they said they can't help him until someone uses his credit card. Sebastian is going to give him a ride back to his house where he can break in and figure out what to do from there. I wash my hands of this mess. I love Sebastian for being here for me through this and being level headed. <3 He wants me to add that he has a huge gay cock. IMO he's adorable! ^_^
Dude, the apartment manager found out everyone was with me because someone was yelling my name last night. Fuck parties. She was REALLY understanding and REALLY cool about the whole thing. She said she wanted to give me a warning because I hadn't broken any other rules and she knows Omar, the guy who probably took Seth's stuff. She's trying to get ahold of him for us. AHHHHHHH. I don't like drinking anymore.
Fin
Thursday, July 13, 2006
1:01 PM - It's official
Current mood:
nauseated
I no longer want to have sexy parties. Last night was the last straw. While I had fun, I regret allowing strangers in on the action. A guy I work with, Seth, showed up at the bar my team went to after work, and got drunk with us. And so begins the nightmare...
We all went back to my apartment, no big deal. I was cool with that. However, certain individuals (Seth) do not know their limit apparently. He got mega drunk and when we went swimming in the pool, he left his clothes there. He had previously tried to kiss me while I was sitting on the floor in the hallway. Ew. His credit card, time clock, cellphone, and car keys were with his clothes. They are now gone. I suspect this guy who we met at the pool, Omar, who lives in my apartment complex ninjaed them. He got Seth even more drunk and I assume alerted someone to this fact. So, when Seth forgot his clothes, someone went to look and they were gone. Seth drank more tequila in my apartment and ended up puking on the floor some. Hooray. So, Seth is wearing boxers and my towels and it's just me and Sebastian and we're trying to figure out what the fuck to do.
I would like to take this opportunity to point out that Seth is like in his 30s and acted the most irresponsible of anyone.
We called the police and they said they can't help him until someone uses his credit card. Sebastian is going to give him a ride back to his house where he can break in and figure out what to do from there. I wash my hands of this mess. I love Sebastian for being here for me through this and being level headed. <3 He wants me to add that he has a huge gay cock. IMO he's adorable! ^_^
Dude, the apartment manager found out everyone was with me because someone was yelling my name last night. Fuck parties. She was REALLY understanding and REALLY cool about the whole thing. She said she wanted to give me a warning because I hadn't broken any other rules and she knows Omar, the guy who probably took Seth's stuff. She's trying to get ahold of him for us. AHHHHHHH. I don't like drinking anymore.
Fin