I'm about to go apeshit on my roomie. He went from bad to terrible in about a day. Has zero money for rent. Keeping his pot in my tupperware. ATE ALL OF MY GOD DAMNED SPAGHETTI. So, I met with trey and leo today to discuss living arrangements. Looks like he will be moving in on the first of next month.
Seriously, this is getting ridiculous. I was all snuggled in with a bottle of malbec. Ready to hit that spaghetti. Oh well. There is always bazbeaux.
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