My roommate (to be clear, this is not Rümmi; she went to live with her boyfriend in July) likes for her surroundings to look like a Pottery Barn catalog, and I'm trying to not be such a big crazy mess.
Well, I just got this text from her:
I was crying I was laughing so hard at work. What I had done was taken the last bottle of water out of the 24 pack and, I kid you not, so I wouldn't forget and leave it in the house, I put the big empty package in the middle of the living room.
I forgot it.
I'm trying, I really am...
4 comments:
Ha...I used the last of the fruit snacks last night. So, i threw the box on the kitchen floor.
I'd do it.
Yeah, I'm thinking that my roommate is about ready to slit my throat while I sleep, though, so I'll refrain.
HAHA. that's awesome. i have a habit of sticking empty cereal boxes back in the cupboard. makes my brothers wanna murder me.
And this is why living alone is so awesome.
Even though it is not so fun when friends come over and ask you why there is a layer of grime on the floor. Yeah I am a lazy bastard :P
(Male friends that is. I clean up before I have girls over... usually)
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