Roommate needs to drop his car off an hour away, so he just left and Boyfriend took his car to follow him and drive him home. Roommate took three beers- for the drive. We have had serious, numerous problems with him drinking and driving, and he never fucking learns. This is why I refuse to go anywhere if he's driving.
And if anyone was curious about the body shaving incident... this is what I found in my trash. Please note that there isn't even a bag in the trash. In the year that we've lived together, he's never changed a bathroom trash. Ever. So he just left this for me or Boyfriend to deal with. It's honestly bigger than a baseball.
http://i39.tinypic.com/34haq9f.jpg
(Link, rather than embedded image, because I wouldn't force this on anyone.)
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Ew.
Roommate has his own bathroom. It's upstairs and it's disgusting and we don't even go in it. I've peed in there exactly one time since we moved in (over 7 months ago) and I was so uncomfortable.
I've been home for over half an hour and Roommate has been in the downstairs bathroom (which he really only uses to shower) the entire time. He's shaving his entire body- for swimming, so we can hold back our judgment here for that part. He has come out once, to show me a handful of disgusting hair while I tried to eat dinner at the dinner table. He is a seriously hairy guy, I can't even explain how bad it is. And he's shaving his body in the bathroom that Boyfriend and I just cleaned.
His bathroom is small, I get it, ours is big and he can stretch out, but why the fuck does he have to do this shit? I just want to pee.
And an update already: I can hear him unrolling mass amounts of toilet paper now, presumably to clean up the hair that is probably everywhere. Please got don't let him try to flush this much toilet paper down my toilet. I still need to pee.
I've been home for over half an hour and Roommate has been in the downstairs bathroom (which he really only uses to shower) the entire time. He's shaving his entire body- for swimming, so we can hold back our judgment here for that part. He has come out once, to show me a handful of disgusting hair while I tried to eat dinner at the dinner table. He is a seriously hairy guy, I can't even explain how bad it is. And he's shaving his body in the bathroom that Boyfriend and I just cleaned.
His bathroom is small, I get it, ours is big and he can stretch out, but why the fuck does he have to do this shit? I just want to pee.
And an update already: I can hear him unrolling mass amounts of toilet paper now, presumably to clean up the hair that is probably everywhere. Please got don't let him try to flush this much toilet paper down my toilet. I still need to pee.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Ugh.
Listening to him eat just makes me so sad and irritated.
It sounds so wet and it's like he can't even keep food in his mouth, so then he makes this hoover noise to suck it back in before he loses it. And then he snorts and sniffles endlessly.
I think he may have just ruined my nice morning.
It sounds so wet and it's like he can't even keep food in his mouth, so then he makes this hoover noise to suck it back in before he loses it. And then he snorts and sniffles endlessly.
I think he may have just ruined my nice morning.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Creepy and Uncomfortable.
Roommate has this unpleasant habit. He loves to walk up to the doorway of whatever room we happen to be in, and just stand there staring at us. It is clearly a cry for attention, and I never give in. I will stare into my computer screen until my eyes hurt before I give into him. Boyfriend will look at him and ignore him, sometimes speaking to him, but we never acknowledge his stupid behavior. It is beyond irritating, it is weird and it always, ALWAYS makes me feel creeped out.
In short, I seem to have become a jaded bitch.
ALSO! Literally seconds after I hit the publish button, Roommate did something even creepier. Boyfriend is in the shower and Roommate opened the bathroom door to ask him a question about running errands. He didn't simply speak from the doorway (which is about two feet from the shower... small bathroom) he went into the bathroom to speak to him. And while he was in there? He farted. Roommate creates the single most foul smells I've ever encountered; his car smells like a mix of old beer, farts, and wet towels.
In short, I seem to have become a jaded bitch.
ALSO! Literally seconds after I hit the publish button, Roommate did something even creepier. Boyfriend is in the shower and Roommate opened the bathroom door to ask him a question about running errands. He didn't simply speak from the doorway (which is about two feet from the shower... small bathroom) he went into the bathroom to speak to him. And while he was in there? He farted. Roommate creates the single most foul smells I've ever encountered; his car smells like a mix of old beer, farts, and wet towels.
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