Don't mind me, just venting

Rodrigo gets into things...its what he does. Today, after I left for work, Rodrigo got into a box of pancake mix. It was everywhere, and unfortunately my roommate is the one who had to deal with it. She swept up what she could before she had to rush off to work. I got home around 730, sweaty and tired from the gym, to find what was left of the caked on mess. No problem, Rod is my responsibility and I'm grateful that she did what she could.

Tonight when she got home, she was in a horrible mood and wouldnt stop complaining about the incident.

Her dog has been sick and, because she has a boyfriend (who I recently accidentally saw naked. ew), she cannot be bothered to clean up the throw up, which has been daily, and really really gross. I have been the one mopping up puke. Because Marley and Rodrigo are best friends, Rod has caught this stomach virus and is now throwing up, alot.

Instead of thanking me for taking care of her dog (she's spent the night at home ONCE in the last week) and sympathizing with our poor, sick puppies, she's hiding in her room, irritated.

If anyone's aloud to be irritated, its me.

No, this post does not make me depressed, if anyone in particular is wondering.

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um, nice legs

Every morning is the same. Exhausted, lifeless I awake to the sound of ring #10 leaking out of my white chocolate phone. It's musical, I thought maybe, just maybe a light, a whimsical tune would be better than the universally annoying beep beeep beep that normally accompanies the snooze button. I snooze, I admit it. I will not apologize for the extra 25 minutes of sleep that I squeeze out of the quickly escaping night.

Tuesday morning I snoozed. I reasoned, in my unconscious state, that if I sacrificed my morning shower, I could sleep in until 630 and still have exactly enough time to get ready for work. So, at 630 I wake up, dazed and a little confused. I walk towards the kitchen to let Rodrigo out, and to my surprise there is my roommates NAKED boyfriend!!!

Seriously?!

No. Really?!

You're right, a naked glass-of-water run is TOTALLY excusable. No question. However, a naked stare-out-the-window-because-I -feel-like-it is a little alarming to the roommate who's used to stumbling through the house half asleep ALL BY HERSELF.

Needless to say, I keep my robe clutched tightly closed as I ease myself into the day.