I wasn't sure until now, but I'm not living here next year.
I cannot tolerate the two idiots who are apart of my 6-person household (which by the way is too big and I'm not sure how it grew to this size.)
A friend of mine came over, lucid, but drunk and puked a few times (managed to project at the toilet, every time, neatly, which was nice.) Two housemates come in.
Later, we have this fiasco where drunk girl disappears, so I bike around and find that she's arrived at home. I go back to my house, come in, explain what happened to my inquisitive housemates, and they're like "she was fine. She looked just fine." as if I shouldn't have been worrying; as though I was an idiot and being ridiculous.
I said "Well, I'm not sure I think that puking while drunk constitutes as fine."
"Well, I usually feel fine after puking."
And so? Puking while drinking is an indication of *not being all right* no matter *how normal you appear.*
"Yeah, she was fine..."
Ok, you two moronic potheads from hell. I am not even going to pretend to like you anymore. This is just the straw that broke the camel's back.
One of you, I had a lot more respect for before I lived with you. But you're on-again-off-again dating your date rapist who wants to change you; he doesn't even like you for you. This is stupid beyond words. You deserve better, or so I thought. You would, if you didn't eat the shit you're served with a fucking smile and a laissez-faire attitude.
The other of you, well, you're aloof, undermining, manipulative, immature, irresponsible, phony... the list goes on. I hate living with you, as I have from the beginning. I'm just putting it into words now for my own sake.
So yes.
Fuck you both very much.