I am really really upset right now...
Allow me to explain. I am... compulsively clean, it really borders on being unhealthy. this being said, i am not so deranged as to be unable to reasonably assess the cleanliness of a home or room. Since leaving the nest I have always been able to afford my own place, so this has never been a problem for me. last year a friend proposed that we move in together, and bring along a couple of friends. Sounded like a good idea at the time. flash forward a few months, our other friends were refused a lease, so we get to play the random room mate game. so who do I get, but the most militantly lazy piece of shit I have ever met as a room mate. but not only lazy, rude, and stupid. well I got out of that lease eventually, but still needed a place to stay, so I moved in with a couple of guys, who made all kinds of promises about being tidy and quiet. well they are quiet for the most part, but they can't keep a fucking house clean to save their lives. there are days when I will take out four, eight gallon trash bags in a single day. there are always fucking dishes in the sink, stinking up the house. and the worst part... THEY USE MY GOD DAMN DISHES AND LEAVE THEM IN THE SINK!!! Do that with your own shit! not with my Cast Iron Skillet and $150 knives! FUCK! and leaving your fucking wet clothes in the washing machine for a week, what the fuck is that? do you have any idea how fucking bad you smell?
Normally all of this shit rolls off my shoulders. it's an uphill battle but I take it all in stride. but no, not tonight. tonight I am fucking pissed as hell because I can't find ANY fucking weed. If I don't spark up soon, there will be fucking murders tonight...
FUCK!
Allow me to explain. I am... compulsively clean, it really borders on being unhealthy. this being said, i am not so deranged as to be unable to reasonably assess the cleanliness of a home or room. Since leaving the nest I have always been able to afford my own place, so this has never been a problem for me. last year a friend proposed that we move in together, and bring along a couple of friends. Sounded like a good idea at the time. flash forward a few months, our other friends were refused a lease, so we get to play the random room mate game. so who do I get, but the most militantly lazy piece of shit I have ever met as a room mate. but not only lazy, rude, and stupid. well I got out of that lease eventually, but still needed a place to stay, so I moved in with a couple of guys, who made all kinds of promises about being tidy and quiet. well they are quiet for the most part, but they can't keep a fucking house clean to save their lives. there are days when I will take out four, eight gallon trash bags in a single day. there are always fucking dishes in the sink, stinking up the house. and the worst part... THEY USE MY GOD DAMN DISHES AND LEAVE THEM IN THE SINK!!! Do that with your own shit! not with my Cast Iron Skillet and $150 knives! FUCK! and leaving your fucking wet clothes in the washing machine for a week, what the fuck is that? do you have any idea how fucking bad you smell?
Normally all of this shit rolls off my shoulders. it's an uphill battle but I take it all in stride. but no, not tonight. tonight I am fucking pissed as hell because I can't find ANY fucking weed. If I don't spark up soon, there will be fucking murders tonight...
FUCK!