"Kelsey, this new soap smells like shampoo."
"..."
"Kelsey, did you and Rachel put shampoo in the soap bottle while I was gone?"
"..."
"Kelsey, why did you and Rachel put shampoo in the hand soap bottle?"
"Well we didn't know where you kept the soap!"
I wouldn't say that it's "good" to be back, because while I lugged six or seven books around France, none of them were read because they were all "mandatory" and thus, "boring". I am now using the jet-laggedness that I thought I had sneakily avoided for productivity and paper-writing. And soap-filling and fridge-cleaning and milk-smelling because it appears that some of my roommates have forgotten how to live civilized lives.
Currently taking advice on how to confront one roommate about her dating habits and how she's not allowed to bring DudeBro over here not because of his backwards hat, but because we do not support cheating and other-woman-habits in this living space. And maybe also because of his backwards hat.
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