Last night my roommate decided that even though I had requested quiet hours after 10pm, he was going to sit upstairs on the stupid fucking organ that he found on the side of the road somewhere and make noises like there was a cat walking back and forth on it. For two hours. So until midnight.
So this afternoon I came home hungry, noticed that he had just bought a huge container of mixed nuts, and stood at the kitchen counter eating EVERY SINGLE CASHEW out of the container. I feel so triumphant right now. And full.
1 comment:
fuck yea man.
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