so, roommating infidel comes home and is like, 'so, did you have an accident by the sink?' and i was like, 'nope.' so he asks the other roommate and was like, 'yeah, there was this mug i thought was empty but it turned out to be full of oil, spilled it all over by the sink, my bad' and roommating infidel was like, 'oh, yeah, i left that out.' who the hell puts oil in a mug? this is the same roommating infidel who left rotting rice in a cup and got odd splatters of grease and other such goos on every other cup. we do have measuring cups, liquid and dry, so i cannot understand.

so then anyways like so i get up at 6 because i can't sleep and i go into the living room and Woman of roommating infidel is there, and i'm like, wtf, mate? i mean, i suppose it's not unreasonable for Woman to pull an all-nighter studying on the kitchen table, but i'm going to take every excuse to be annoyed.

and on further reflection, the very idea of dating that most college people has is sick, twisted, and unhealthy and it shows in their praxis.