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i'm a bit afraid to live by myself again (i've actually never lived by myself but i had a roommate once who was never really home so it was basically like i was) because i'm lazy/messy especially during bouts of depression
trying real hard to get over that
when I lived solo as an RA in an apartment dorm, i would have trouble getting out and just staying inside and ignoring my phone/knocks on the door. it was rough times.
i'm a bit afraid to live by myself again (i've actually never lived by myself but i had a roommate once who was never really home so it was basically like i was) because i'm lazy/messy especially during bouts of depression
trying real hard to get over that
I force myself to clean my non-emergency messes about once a week, so it doesn't get overwhelming. Things like socks that flew under the bed, books not on bookshelves, game cases not on the shelf, etc. It is one of my better practices
Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become. Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
i'm a bit afraid to live by myself again (i've actually never lived by myself but i had a roommate once who was never really home so it was basically like i was) because i'm lazy/messy especially during bouts of depression
trying real hard to get over that
when I lived solo as an RA in an apartment dorm, i would have trouble getting out and just staying inside and ignoring my phone/knocks on the door. it was rough times.
I think living alone does that to everyone. I don't have much reason to go out/branch out while living alone. I think roommates are actually pretty rad most of the time because they can help solve stupid little problems or just be good motivators.
Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become. Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
It is not hard to be a good roommate. Just don't be a butt and occasionally ask how things are going. Also probably don't kill your roommate.
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RankenphilePassersby were amazedby the unusually large amounts of blood.Registered User, ModeratorMod Emeritus
My roommate will unload the dishwasher and put all the shit away, even if it ain't his, which is good. I do the same. It's basic etiquette, unless you literally have no dishes in the machine.
But what drives me nuts is he just grabs all the silverware and tosses them into the drawers. Sorts them by fork and spoon and shit, but doesn't seem to give a shit that he grabs ours all the time, and I have to go back through the drawers and grab our shit out of his and put his back. Every time.
And he'll use ours right out of our drawer. Won't touch other stuff, like plates or mugs, but uses our silverware. Like he thinks it doesn't matter.
It fucking does. Those are ours. They were wedding gifts. If you're going to be a dick about every other fucking thing in the house that is yours never being touched by roommates, then don't fucking steal our silverware.
My roommate will unload the dishwasher and put all the shit away, even if it ain't his, which is good. I do the same. It's basic etiquette, unless you literally have no dishes in the machine.
But what drives me nuts is he just grabs all the silverware and tosses them into the drawers. Sorts them by fork and spoon and shit, but doesn't seem to give a shit that he grabs ours all the time, and I have to go back through the drawers and grab our shit out of his and put his back. Every time.
And he'll use ours right out of our drawer. Won't touch other stuff, like plates or mugs, but uses our silverware. Like he thinks it doesn't matter.
It fucking does. Those are ours. They were wedding gifts. If you're going to be a dick about every other fucking thing in the house that is yours never being touched by roommates, then don't fucking steal our silverware.
That seems like a kind of narrow issue. Have you mentioned it to him? I mean, yeah he may be a prick about every other thing, but it's quite possible that it just doesn't occur to him that it matters. Some people aren't as considerate about these things. I, personally, wouldn't mess with your shit like that if I was being a hardass about my stuff, but maybe he doesn't make the leap.
Then again, you're not going to have him as a roommate soon!
Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become. Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
i'm a bit afraid to live by myself again (i've actually never lived by myself but i had a roommate once who was never really home so it was basically like i was) because i'm lazy/messy especially during bouts of depression
trying real hard to get over that
when I lived solo as an RA in an apartment dorm, i would have trouble getting out and just staying inside and ignoring my phone/knocks on the door. it was rough times.
yeah same
really don't want to go through that again
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FFOnce Upon a TimeIn OaklandRegistered Userregular
Alright, you need one of two things to answer the door
They are both pretty easy to put on
Jeans
OR
A robe/dressing gown
when you're tubby a shirt is required too
I would not want to force my bare pale hairy chest on anyone.
The psychological damage alone would cost me everything I own in court.
Well jeeze
Stop being tubby
It's unseemly
it is
That's actually another thing I'm hoping this roommate thing will accomplish. Motivation! He's a scrawny little shit and I'm a slightly overweight guy, and hopefully we can motivate each other to do something slightly physical on occasion.
Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become. Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become. Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
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BusterKNegativity is Boring Cynicism is Cowardice Registered Userregular
One of the first things that happened when I came to L.A. was I went to an interview with Jennifer Coolidge and she said good things happen when you leave the house
And she was right
Usually I end up eating a good sandwich
Alright, you need one of two things to answer the door
They are both pretty easy to put on
Jeans
OR
A robe/dressing gown
when you're tubby a shirt is required too
I would not want to force my bare pale hairy chest on anyone.
The psychological damage alone would cost me everything I own in court.
Well jeeze
Stop being tubby
It's unseemly
it is
That's actually another thing I'm hoping this roommate thing will accomplish. Motivation! He's a scrawny little shit and I'm a slightly overweight guy, and hopefully we can motivate each other to do something slightly physical on occasion.
Alright, you need one of two things to answer the door
They are both pretty easy to put on
Jeans
OR
A robe/dressing gown
when you're tubby a shirt is required too
I would not want to force my bare pale hairy chest on anyone.
The psychological damage alone would cost me everything I own in court.
Well jeeze
Stop being tubby
It's unseemly
it is
That's actually another thing I'm hoping this roommate thing will accomplish. Motivation! He's a scrawny little shit and I'm a slightly overweight guy, and hopefully we can motivate each other to do something slightly physical on occasion.
Sitcom or gay porn?
You decide!
I hope it's a sitcom, I don't think I could handle a gay porn, there's too much movement and with the amount of laughter in my life I would be insulted
Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become. Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
Back in college for one semester I had the best kind of drunk roommate ever. Wasn't loud, wasn't obnoxious, was just there.
He'd just stumble in at 2 or 3 am, "Hey Joey" "Hey Jason" he'd sit down on the couch, watch TV for 30 minutes, then fall asleep.
+1
#pipeCocky Stride, Musky odoursPope of Chili TownRegistered Userregular
I just moved into a new place yesterday. First time living with someone I'd never met.
He seems cool and laid back, although he's a personal trainer, and last night had a few friends over for a drink, and they relaxed and had a fun time together by doing burpies and handstand pushups wearing a weighted vest and yelling at each other.
smof[Growling historic on the fury road]Registered Userregular
My room ates are also my parents. They are cool but it's kind of like always being a guest in my own home, can't have things the way I want them because it's their house. Which is fair enough. But as soon as I get a new job I want to move out somewhere I can do my own thing.
I keep flipping back and forth between thinking I want to move in with some other people, for cheapness and company, or live alone, so I can have things just how I want and every time I get home I can walk through the door, get naked and shout "This is MAH house!"
I just moved into a new place yesterday. First time living with someone I'd never met.
He seems cool and laid back, although he's a personal trainer, and last night had a few friends over for a drink, and they relaxed and had a fun time together by doing burpies and handstand pushups wearing a weighted vest and yelling at each other.
Drinking and handstand pushups seems like a potentially catastrophic combination.
Look at me. Look at me. Look at how large the monster inside me has become. Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
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smof[Growling historic on the fury road]Registered Userregular
edited September 2012
I had some fun housemates in uni. In my final year I lived with one of my best mates in a flat, and one day he brought home a rabbit. That flat instantly got 100% more fun and 200% messier.
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You're cute too
I think I was supposed to ask you something, but I seem to have forgotten it
You wanna like, live together sometime?
I'm just like, throwing that out there, you know.
I'm a little messy but I'm quiet and rent is always on time. I think I am a solid B+ roommate.
when I lived solo as an RA in an apartment dorm, i would have trouble getting out and just staying inside and ignoring my phone/knocks on the door. it was rough times.
I force myself to clean my non-emergency messes about once a week, so it doesn't get overwhelming. Things like socks that flew under the bed, books not on bookshelves, game cases not on the shelf, etc. It is one of my better practices
Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
I miss living alone...
I think living alone does that to everyone. I don't have much reason to go out/branch out while living alone. I think roommates are actually pretty rad most of the time because they can help solve stupid little problems or just be good motivators.
Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
But what drives me nuts is he just grabs all the silverware and tosses them into the drawers. Sorts them by fork and spoon and shit, but doesn't seem to give a shit that he grabs ours all the time, and I have to go back through the drawers and grab our shit out of his and put his back. Every time.
And he'll use ours right out of our drawer. Won't touch other stuff, like plates or mugs, but uses our silverware. Like he thinks it doesn't matter.
It fucking does. Those are ours. They were wedding gifts. If you're going to be a dick about every other fucking thing in the house that is yours never being touched by roommates, then don't fucking steal our silverware.
I didn't want to be the first to say it but yes
no clothes are the best. Particularly during the summer.
Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
Door shut. Clothes off.
I ended up with several different robes just so I wouldn't have to completely redress to answer the door.
That seems like a kind of narrow issue. Have you mentioned it to him? I mean, yeah he may be a prick about every other thing, but it's quite possible that it just doesn't occur to him that it matters. Some people aren't as considerate about these things. I, personally, wouldn't mess with your shit like that if I was being a hardass about my stuff, but maybe he doesn't make the leap.
Then again, you're not going to have him as a roommate soon!
Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
A trick I still haven't mastered. To this day it takes me like 5 minutes to answer the door because it involves putting on so many clothes!
But I would look ridiculous in a robe. My only option would be to go so far past ridiculous it'd be awesome. Like pajamas with spiderman on them.
Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
A couple weeks ago my roommate wouldn't stop knocking on my door every five minutes. So finally I just swung open the door while I was still naked.
"What?"
"...I...I forget."
"Good. Go away."
They are both pretty easy to put on
Jeans
OR
A robe/dressing gown
when you're tubby a shirt is required too
I would not want to force my bare pale hairy chest on anyone.
The psychological damage alone would cost me everything I own in court.
Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
that was their cunning plan
Well jeeze
Stop being tubby
It's unseemly
really don't want to go through that again
http://www.thisiswhyimbroke.com/haircut-umbrella
Problem solved.
it is
That's actually another thing I'm hoping this roommate thing will accomplish. Motivation! He's a scrawny little shit and I'm a slightly overweight guy, and hopefully we can motivate each other to do something slightly physical on occasion.
Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
that is amazing and it's only 12.67!
Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
And she was right
Usually I end up eating a good sandwich
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Sitcom or gay porn?
You decide!
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also one time I woke up because there was a bunch of clanging in the kitchen and he was in there at fucking 4 AM lifting weights
I hope it's a sitcom, I don't think I could handle a gay porn, there's too much movement and with the amount of laughter in my life I would be insulted
Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!
My apartment is fucking sterile.
Used to live with a dirty person, and fuck roommates. Never again .
He'd just stumble in at 2 or 3 am, "Hey Joey" "Hey Jason" he'd sit down on the couch, watch TV for 30 minutes, then fall asleep.
He seems cool and laid back, although he's a personal trainer, and last night had a few friends over for a drink, and they relaxed and had a fun time together by doing burpies and handstand pushups wearing a weighted vest and yelling at each other.
Need some stuff designed or printed? I can help with that.
I'm still looking for his girlfriend's fan fiction
STEAM!
I keep flipping back and forth between thinking I want to move in with some other people, for cheapness and company, or live alone, so I can have things just how I want and every time I get home I can walk through the door, get naked and shout "This is MAH house!"
Drinking and handstand pushups seems like a potentially catastrophic combination.
Crunch Crunch! Munch Munch! Chomp Chomp! Gulp!