I am so very very tired of the roommate game. Our current room mate is a douche, the roommate before her was okay until he randomly decided he was going to be the world's biggest jerk and proceeded to talk to us is a series of angry grunts, and the roommate before him up and abandoned us when we evacuated during the Waldo Canyon fire.

But right now I want to talk about my hyper sensitive asshole of a current roommate. I LITERALLY cannot say anything to her without her throwing one massive fucking fit. We actually have two roommates, and last week I casually said "hey guys please throw away your trash" and the roommate I'm talking about proceeded to have the world's biggest toddler fit about how we moved into this house expecting to be a "family" (um... no we fucking didn't) and how I'm not treating her like a family member because I keep telling her what to do (I've asked her a total of two times not to leave her trash on the counter, and really I shouldn't even have to ask this) and boo fucking who she's always so tired and everyone always abandons her for no reason and she never leaves her trash out anywhere and besides I leave my receipts everywhere and I didn't clean the cat box for a week (Just today I found her candy wrappers all over the couch and the playstation remote was smeared in her nasty ass hand grease, also I put my receipts into a drawer because I like to keep them for a few weeks, it's saved my ass a few times, but every time I do this she takes them out and puts them on the counter. I'm not sure why she does this. Also I didn't clean the cat box for a week because I had the flu and nobody else cleans the cat box but me even though I'm always having to do her chores.) Gee, I fucking wonder why no one wants to be your friend when they can literally say "please don't do that" to you and you'll explode at them, hmmm, I wonder.

Anyway, we have cycling chores. For a while Dishes was a one person chore, meaning one person volunteered to do it, and that person was this roommate. I have the cat box, as mentioned before. The other room mate has counters, and Jordan has sweeping because he works 12 hours a day and he deserves to have the easiest chore. After a while I noticed that dishes were slacking, so I offered to trade chores with this roommate. Not only did she completely ignore me, she also went behind my back and traded with poor Jordan who barely has any time on his damn plate because of his 12 hour a day job, all because "she was too tired from her job to do dishes. (subtext: and the cat box is icky, ew)" Now mind you, she works a 4 hour a day job, LET ME REPEAT THAT, 4 HOURS A DAY, WITH A DAMN LUNCH BREAK. When I worked at McDonald's I worked 8 hours a day in the kitchen, often by myself because I was night shift, and I was also a closer which meant a lot of cleaning, and my boss was the world's biggest bitch and would not let me take breaks, AND I barely brought home $300 twice a month, AND when my checks got garnished I only brought home around $50 twice a month. Did I go home and throw trash on the counters and ignore the dishes? HELL no. This room mate is a lazy LEACH, nothing more. Anyway, I had to move the dishes from a one person chore to a weekly chore so poor Jordan wasn't stuck with them. Now it cycles between us four every week. Guess who's week it is to do dishes? Guess who isn't doing the dishes? Yeah, this roommate, but don't worry because she promises to do them on Saturday. IT'S FUCKING TUESDAY! We live in a four person house. Those dishes pile up FAST, when it's your week you do them almost DAILY. Jordan's turn was last week, and guess who got stuck doing the piled up dishes while I was cooking? Yeah, Jordan, who was tired from working all day (again, 12 hours) and who just got through his own week. It's bullshit.

I'm ranting here because I need to keep the peace. She pays her damn rent (though she's been late more then once) and right now we need that. I have one more semester in school, that's three months, then I can graduate and get a job. Once I have a job this room mate is getting kicked out so fucking fast it'll be like Speedy Gonzales himself tore through here.

I'm a little worried about the other roommate. She's the world's best roommate, cleans up after herself, does her chores, pays her rent on time (often early) and will help with extra bills when she can, and best of all she leaves me the fuck alone. I cannot tell you how many times the other roommate complained about the good roommate before we all moved in together. According to her, the good roommate was the one who never did the dishes and always left her trash everywhere and ate all her food (this roommate LOVES to eat her own food and then blame other people for eating said food. I've been the target of this. It's almost funny, ALMOST.) Now I know she's a big fat disgusting liar. The good roommate and I are both introverts, so it works out. The thing is, the good roommate feels some sort of obligation for the other roommate, so I think when we kick that roommate to the curb this roommate will go with her. It's a shame, but if it happens it happens.

Okay, I'm done ranting. I don't expect anyone to have read this, I just needed to vent. If you did read it I accept asspats and angry words about said roommate, those will help me get over my anger better nods