As many of you know, Welsh Girl and I are cohabitating with Dredlock girl and Zombie Guy. They had a house they were starting to have trouble making rent on which is larger than they need (the room we're in has been empty since they moved in) and we needed a place to move after the City started condemning parts of the house we were renting.
So, in the last four days since we've moved in, Dredlock Girl has had a mini-wigout because there were boxes all over her dining room (the day after we moved in), drunk herself to sleep twice that I'm aware of, woken the baby at midnight with her loud drunken laughing and made it clear (to Party Girl) that we're living in her house and it's going to be her rules. Ok... I mean, we're only paying half the bills, taking better care of the house than she does and taking care of a child at the same time. Please dictate your instructions and desires so that we may fulfill them forthwith! Last night, however, took some of the cake. She started an argument over the relativity of fame and by "started an argument" I mean "made a blanket statement and then began to vehemently and loudly attempt to defend her position when everyone in the room disagreed with her". My favorite exchange from the argument went as follows:
DG: Patricia Arquette is much more famous than Rosanna Arquette.Feeling that everyone was ganging up on her, she stormed out of the room and when someone accused her of being self-righteous all the time, she burst into tears and left for a while. When she finally did get back, she locked herself in her bedroom and refused to talk to anyone. This was a problem because when Zombie Guy called to get a ride back home from work, she wouldn't answer the call or take the phone. So I went and got him and when he got home, he talked her down a little. So I think the crisis will be defused by the end of today but I get the feeling that this is not the last one of these we're going to see. I do understand feeling set upon in your own home so on a certain level I understand why she might feel this way. However, we're talking about who's more famous not who kicked someone's cat or vomited in their bed or something like that. And she's the one who escalated the discussion to the level of it getting heated. I guess I should get her measurements so I can order her a thicker skin to wear around the house.
Everyone else: No she's not!
DG: Kids know Patricia better than Rosanna.
WG: Rosanna has done far more than Patricia!
DG: What's Rosanna done lately?
Atreides: What's Humphrey Bogart done lately? Is Patricia more famous than him?
Otherwise, we're moved into our room. It's strange having the Despoina sleeping five feet away again. On the other hand, I can't lose a marble in the the cracks in the walls either. Life's little tradeoffs, I guess.
For now, that is all.
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