Jeans and Sneakers

She’s not gone yet, and I think I have ADD.  Seriously.  :[

Rob and the roomate talked yesterday.  She’s leaving asap. . . . . he’s not.  I was pretty upset about it, since I’ve pretty much come to hate him.  But I was assured that this is a last chance situation.  I told Rob if it’s not I’m moving.  I don’t want to, but there’s only so much you can take.

I’ll make another post later, I just wanted to update.

Happy New Year to everyone reading this, I hope you brought in the year in the most fun and safe way possible.

We were going to go to a party at my friend’s house. That is, until about two hours before we had to be there, when the roomate started bugging out asking us for things so that he and his gf could watch the ball drop at home. You see, we don’t watch tv, and so, never got cable. (I know, I know, you’re thinking, but if you just plug in the coax from the wall, you’ll get the basic channels!! Thank you for trying to be helpful, however for us this is not true. Since we have cable internet, when they came to turn it on for us, they also put a restricting filter on our cable line, so that all we can get is internet. No basic cable channels. Oh well. ) So the roomate decided to watch the ball drop on the internet, and all was well. For about another five minutes or so anyway.

I could give you the entire rundown of exactly what happened and who said what, but I’ve already told the story at least 5 times. So to attempt to put it shortly (thanks mom for the long winded gene. . .) a brief argument broke out when the roomate asked for a favor, one he asks CONSTANTLY, and when Rob said no this time, the roomate flipped out saying that his gf wasn’t the only one being obnoxious in the house, and that he’s been paying for her to live here. Which is total garbage. It’s not like we don’t know how much he’s been throwing in. He pays an extra $100, which was supposed to be for all the god damned lizards in the house, because the electricity bill has gone up because of their heat lamps. And frankly, the extra money he’s throwing in, doesn’t even cover it. (so much for keeping it short, I really can’t help but to throw in some details sometimes.)
So then, when Rob tried to keep talking, the roomate yells “WHATEVER, I’M OVER IT. I’M OVER IT.” at which point he slams his bedroom door shut. Which was when Rob told him that they can both get the f**k out. I’m not sure if he heard that part or not, because they went on doing laundry. (You don’t understand. I haven’t been able to do laundry in two weeks now because they’ve constantly had clothes in the washer AND dryer. I’m running out of underwear.)

This morning Rob said they were making noise again, but I didn’t hear anything, until I woke up naturally needing to use the loo and hearing someone in the shower. >_< I hate that. I did notice though that all of the doors have been shut very quietly. (That’s kind of how the argument started). I’m wondering if the roomate actually heard the part where they were told to both leave. Rob considers it a done deal, but I’m not so sure. Though he did totally remove the roomate’s access to the internet. They didn’t get to watch the ball drop.

I know that sounds mean, but you don’t even know all of the things that they’ve made us accept, all of the compromises we’ve agreed to that was really just letting them do what they wanted. They’ve walked all over us since she moved in here, and we’re not going to take it anymore.

I hope this is not a view of what the rest of the year will bring, I like to look at it as the closure we were waiting for all of last year, finally coming to fruition. I choose, this time, to be the optimist, and see it as getting unnecessary garbage out of my life, and the beginning to me keeping my New Year’s Resolution of making myself happy in any way I can, this being, making my home an actual HOME, and not just somewhere I sleep every night with other people that I cannot stand.