Anyway, this weekend all of that changed. ALL IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD AGAIN.
On Saturday, my idiot roommates decided to smoke some meat. This involved stomping around the house all day and burning the stinkiest stuff in a black box that they SAT RIGHT ON THE PATIO THAT I LIKE TO STARE AT ON THE WEEKENDS. This box let off smoke, which kind of blocked my view of my backyard. This is obviously complete BS.
Being so busy, they neglected to clean out my litter box. This is unacceptable. I ask very little as a roommate, but as you know I HAVE NO OPPOSABLE THUMBS and therefore cannot clean out my own litterbox. This is degrading and humiliating, and I'd appreciate it if the roomies could just keep my space clean without my having to ask. This weekend, they did not. COMPLETE BS.
THEN, as I was brainstorming blog posts on my couch, my roommate Allison snuck up on me and started scratching my neck. I was okay with this, but when I went to give her a little love-bite, she grabbed me and squirted flea medicine right on the back of my neck. AGAIN, COMPLETE BS.
Then, Saturday night, the roommates had friends over, which is just SO ANNOYING. And to make matters worse, two of these "friends" were really small, and one of them (pictured below) was into singing and dancing.
No one asked me what my plans were, or whether I intended to use the basement that night. And the little friend decided to have a concert in my basement.
I'm fairly sure you can understand why I did what I did next: I PEED ON THE FREAKIN' CARPET. It felt so good. I am pretty sure everyone believed that the culprit was the dancing friend, so Allison hasn't even tried to give me an extra Prozac. I think I might get into recreational peeing again.
So that was my weekend. How was yours?
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