My room, that is! My roommate (you know, the one who pretends to be a lesbian in chat rooms) already left for home for Christmas break. I have the room to myself for nearly a week!
*does the happy dance … doing the happy dance
…
still doing the happy dance*
Now I can have solitude, tranquility, and utter inner peace. I may even find the path to Buddha, if I find the time between catching up on my magazines.
Let’s see, I’m on the August issue of Scientific American, having recently finished the August issue of Smithsonian. Oh, and now I can watch PBS as much as I want without listening to him bitch about it!
NOVA, Frontline, everything!
Mwahahaha!
I am master of my domain! I am alpha male! I am God!
deep breath
Right now, I am sipping tea, reading a magazine, chatting on ICQ, watching NOVA, digesting a bowl of oatmeal (no, not the bowl itself) and pondering the sound of one hand clapping.
Life is (dare I be so optomistic?) fair to moderate.
Hoo boy. I’m about to go through the opposite scenario. After living alone since last February, I’m renting out my spare bedroom to an old (male) friend of mine. He’s an avid outdoorsy type, so my garage looks like an REI warehouse - kayaks, skis, climbing gear & about 87 mountain bikes.
No more vaccuuming & playing the stereo loud at 3am!
Truth is stranger than joking, my friend. The following is absolutely true:
My friend Mark (whose name you prophecied in your very post!) rifled through my roommate’s drawers (DON’T even go there; you know what I mean) and found an unopened condom. So, he opened it, got it a little wet with water, then hid it in my roommate’s bed.
As far as I know, my roommate hasn’t found it yet. (Yes, I know this is very frightening.)
Ok, I’ve REALLY got to stop telling everyone these things. One of these days he’ll visit this board, read my posts, and kick my ass.
Mercy sakes, and what have you. REI…leave us forbid. Drop into the lower fourty now and again. Yep, you know the routine. Colorado ain’t too bad a locale. I believe that you are a representative gal from the old ATNT Board. Regardless, aint it grand?
