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1 October 09

For the record:

I am here.

My roommate is not here.

My roommate’s boyfriend is here.

My roommate’s boyfriend’s friend is here.

My roommate’s boyfriend’s dealer was here.

They probably think I’m an antisocial bitch because I walked in, saw them, audibly sighed and sequestered myself in my bedroom.

My roommate said they’d be here one afternoon. Because they’re annoyed with their roommate. A little ironic methinks?

  1. steph-honey answered: Don’t you feel like vacuuming that room? Maybe spraying Lysol around? Digging in the couch for something you “lost”? Or, flip the breaker!
  2. clapifyoulikeme answered: You should come hang out with me. Bring hummus.
  3. eyeswideshut answered: Screw what they think. You live there, not them. If they mention their presence because of an annoying roommate, quip back w/a snarky comment
  4. dextercolt answered: Get a “bug bomb” and set it off in the living room. THEN sequester yourself in your bedroom.
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