*clears throat*

[redbrunja]

So, I posted this weekend, and then accidentally put my post under private. It's now friends-locked here.

And after all that happened, I went to Cassis on Friday, which was fabulous - Cassis looks like every little Mediterranean town you see in the movies, and I spent the day lying on the beach reading.

It was beyond heavenly.

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[pzb.livejournal.com]

*snort*

No, you didn't tell me about that. That is a bit creepy (but then, I'm used to sharing a bed, so I'm kind of used to it. But I can definitely see where that's weird....)

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I just really drove home how little privacy I have.

*fantazises about having a room to myself*

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Not too much longer before you'll have your own room for a while....

Then back to school and in a bigger room to share at least. :D

Look, I'm trying to find SOMETHING positive here... XD

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Nope, and damn, am I so looking forward to it. Actually living with her has been pretty good lately, however last night I was realizing, again, that she has yet to buy either 1 toilet paper 2 or paper towels, both of which she uses. At one point she even said, 'I noticed you've been buying all the tp, so next time I'll get it, okay?"

And then I don't buy tp because I'm curious as to whether she'll follow through, and we end up running out and using paper towels (that I also bought) until I crack and buy more.

God I hate being a wife, especially when I'm not even getting orgasms for it. I don't LIKE being the person who's soley responsible for that kind of thing.

*shakes head*

I mean, I'm the one buying cleaning supplies, and you know, reading the email CEA sends up letting us know that we're going to have someone check that our apartment is bein kept up to stuff.

...and you didn't ask for that rant, sorry.

But yes, I'll have almost too weeks of a room to myself, and then I'll go back to sharing, but I would be nearly as bad because we won't be sharing/responsible for a bathroom and a kitchen, which is the main lingering frustration. Well, that and she seems to think it's okay to keep her sack of dirty clothes behind the door on MY SIDE OF THE ROOM. JUST PUT IN ABOVE YOUR CLOSET LIKE I DO, FOOL, AND STOP ENCROCHING ON MY SPACE! AND I HAVE MORE ROM BECAUSE I BROUGH A FRACTION OF WHAT YOU DID!

Damn it, I was trying to be positive too. Wow, we really suck at that, don't we? I think we should play to our strenghts and stick with the bitchy comments. ^_^

[pzb.livejournal.com]

...and you didn't ask for that rant, sorry.

*ahem* Must I pop you? I think we equally rant to each other. Don't even worry about it, hon.

One of my old roommates was like that. She'd promise to buy the next round of toilet paper, and we'd be using napkins before I would break down and buy it.

And even now, I'm not the one solely responsible. That's why Jim and I go to the store together.

The CEA comes up and checks on your room?

Have you kicked them into checking on that WiFi you're paying for lately?

Two weeks alone will be very nice, I'm sure. Because at least, in that instant, it's your mess and your mess alone to clean. No more cleaning up after her.

Oh, for the most part, I suck at positive thinking. I know it. I dare not try to pretend I'm a positive person - I know otherwise. :D

btw, I'd be throwing her bag of dirty clothes on her bed when she's not in the room. If she questions, I'd say it was in the way of the door (if that's the case anyway...doors not opening all the way are a strange pet peeve of mine...)

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

"ahem* Must I pop you?"

Would that be any way to treat your romantically inclinded boyfriend?

And yeah, being soley responsible for that kind of thing sucks. I'm used to either being responsibe for what I use (i.e. college) or it being a partnership (i.e. at home with mom.)

I'm not used to this leech.

I'm not paying for wifi - they normally take the money out of my saftey deposite, which I don't get until two months after I leave, and I'm going to make damn sure before I go that they know not to charge me.

Sometimes I'm really good at positive thinking. Othertimes, not so much.

And I do. Whenever I go to do excises, I move it to her side of the room, were it lingers for a while, and then she moves it back.

*smiles passive agressively*

And it's not so much that it blocks the door, it's that it takes up a chunck of 'my' space and there is no reason why she should keep her dirty clothes on my side of the room. Especially when she has a perfectly good top of the closet to keep them.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

*snort* Maybe that's my problem with Jim. Maybe I pop him too much. XD

I was lucky enough to never have to share a room prior to marriage. (Now I share a bed and discovered this morning, as I lay awake, part of my sleeping issue - I seem to get kneed in the back quite a bit.) But I did have to share communal space, and dear god....I stayed in my room most of the time. They could not/would not keep it clean. And I finally got to the point that I refused to do it for them, just so they could turn around and trash it an hour later.

I know being in the same bedroom is a different story, but dear god, I would have gone postal by now.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

*racks shotgun*

Who says I haven't? Your roomates sound horrific, by the way.

And I have no idea what to say about the sleeping in the same bed thing - but that line about getting kneed in the back cracked me up. Poor baby.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

*snort*

Yeah, it wasn't like it was terribly painful, or even enough to wake me up...but it was enough to keep me awake as I was already thoroughly irritated that it was 4 in the morning and I couldn't get back to sleep.

Yay! Doctor's appointment in 2 hours!

Course, this means I likely won't get back to sleep....oh well.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I hope they give your marvolous drugs that work wonders.

But, I'm here. Who needs sleep?

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Hee, this is true. You going to be around a while?

(Still no clue what your class schedule is like, though I suppose it's 5 over there, so you wouldn't have class anymore today would you?)

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I have another fourty minutes before I get kicked out of the computer lab.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Well, I'll be here then. Especially now. I'm not getting back in bed where Tessa can stick her face in mine.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I would think not.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

DAMMIT.

I put the dog out for a few in hopes that she'd stop whining for a bit.

I finally have to go outside and call her to get her to come back and her face is covered in mud and cat shit. (And we just gave her a bath yesterday too.)

This really isn't my day.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Oh god poor baby.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Yeah....I can't smell much, but I can smell the cat shit.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Lovely.

Because god forbid 'sick' come with any advantages

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Yeah.....can't say that it does.

Although, having Jim clean the kitchen for the most part (with the exception of the other counter and the table, though the table is mostly my shit anyway) might be construed as an advantage. XD

Even if I do feel a little guilty that I couldn't help...

Farmboy, brush my horse. Farmboy, polish my saddle.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Nice.

And I wouldn't have felt guilty at all. Suprise, suprise.

Re: Farmboy, brush my horse. Farmboy, polish my saddle.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

LOL, I know I shouldn't have because 9 times out of 10, I'm the one doing it anyway.

But something about sitting useless on the couch makes me feel guilty that I can't do shit.

Whether or not I should.

Course, I guess I'll call it payback when he kept kneeing me in the back last night.

Re: Farmboy, brush my horse. Farmboy, polish my saddle.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Wait until he's done cleaning AND has brought you hot soup on the couch. Then call it even.

Re: Farmboy, brush my horse. Farmboy, polish my saddle.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Ha, no I did the soup myself.

Dammit, where's Hakkai when you need him?

Re: Farmboy, brush my horse. Farmboy, polish my saddle.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I don't know, but I called dibs a long, long time ago.

Re: Farmboy, brush my horse. Farmboy, polish my saddle.

[pzb.livejournal.com]

Hey, I thought we were sharing? XD