Blog-abroad @ MindSay 
So I'm sure everyone can relate to this somehow. Yeah... roommate issues. So I'm having a pretty good time here in London so far, and I hate the fact that things are coming to an end quite quickly. And you know what else I hate? My roommate's habits. I mean, he's a pretty cool guy, but geez. I wish he wasn't such a slob. I think Weezer made a song called "Slob." I like that song. But anyway off topic. Yeah, my roommate is annoying as hell.
He doesn't do the dishes. I don't use any of the dishes and I have never cooked anything. I'm much more of a take-out kind of guy. Keep it simple. But yeah, my roommate loves to cook which isn't an issue. The issue comes after he is done cooking. He always makes a really potent smelling dish like curry, and he nevers eats it all... and rather than put the food in the garbage and take it out (we don't have a garbage disposal), he simply leaves the half-eaten food and dirty pots, pans, and plates in the sink. It's disgusting b/c the food usually consists of some sort of meat, and sitting in the sink in a warm room causes it to rot. So...damn...gross. I mean, I'm not a neat freak or anything, but I cannot stand bad smells and beyond dirty kitchens.
This has been happening for a while, and I thought I'd take care of it by doing the dishes... you know, just to give him a hint. So I did the dishes (which were sooo gross, smelly, and just plain nasty). I seriously had to wear gloves and use heavy duty cleaner. You'd think I was trying to cover up a murder scene. So yeah, I did the dishes, took out the trash, and freshened the room. It was amazing. Even the cleaning lady thanked me for doing it. Lol. So that following week, all is well. He cleans his dishes, takes out his garbage, and things are cool. So I leave for Spain right, have fun, and come back to an apartment that is a complete mess. All kinds of dishes. Garbage bags piled by the door b/c his ass is too lazy to take them outside, and his dirty clothes are everywhere which is another issue!!! He hardly ever does laundry and his clothes begin to smell. And he uses the same towel for nearly 2-3 weeks. Is that normal?! I mean damn... a good night for him is sitting in the room, drinking straight rum, and listening to this really screamo death metal stuff.
And it is impossible for me to have any quiet/alone/nap time b/c he is always there. He's gets up, goes to class, comes back to the apartment in the afternoon, changes into his pajamas, and just stays there and orders a ridiculous amount of take-out (if he doesn't cook). Seriously... he is always there just lying in bed. And he is always watching DVDs he has stored on his computer which is extremely annoying b/c he doesn't feel the need to use headphones. I'll be in the middle of trying to watch Arrested Development or Entourage and out of nowhere he will bust out his computer, turn up the volume really loud, and watch reruns of Scrubs. It pisses me off. Arrested Development and Entourage are the only two shows I watch pretty much, and it never fails... he drowns it out with Scrubs. And he has to know what he's doing b/c I'm visibly watching and showing interesting in my television show. And I mean cool... you interrupt me watching Arrested Development. But Entourage... hell no! Hell no. God it's so aggrevating. And he probably does it because he gets away with it at home. His parents seem like pushovers. He broke his iPod while here in London, called his parents and bitched about it, and when they came over guess what they brought? A brand new iPod, not even out of the box. If I would have broke my iPod and complained to my parents, they would have told me flat-out... "That sucks. You should probably buy a new one." Lol.
But yeah, that's about it. I just had to get that off my chest. I could probably keep going on about it, but I think you get the point. Ugh... I've never had a problem with roommates so why does it have to happen in London? I don't get it. He's a nice guy. He's just all kinds of dirty.
