the roomies are driving me to insanity.

what is it with twenty year old guys, anyway? are they all immature, irresponsible dumbfucks? or have i just been fortunate enough to encounter only ones that are?

please, if you're a nineteen or twenty year old guy out there with your head screwed on straight, let me know you exist.

*sigh* so yeah - roomies tyson and josh are just too much for me to handle right now. overnight they went from being fairly consistent with picking up after themselves to being complete slobs. it's like they got reeeeally comfortable living here, and now... chaos! i DO NOT tolerate a dirty house. especially when it comes to the kitchen, or in any instance where food is involved. crumbs on the counter? won't stand for it. food left sitting out overnight? i don't think so. plates left in your room? better hope i don't find out.

but it isn't just that - between the two of them they can't even figure out how to load the f'n dishwasher. it's not that hard, people. you just put the dishes in, in a manner that they will all be hit with soapy water, and thus cleaned. you don't stack bowls on top of one another expecting the top one to miraculously get cleaned. but really, what should i expect when the clean/dirty magnet says ``clean`` and they still throw in dirty dishes? (i've pointed this out on many an occasion, always met with a ``oh, sorry.`` response.) they always tell me, ``oh, sorry.`` well guess what, dumbasses? sorry isn't gunna cut it any more.

i've turned into this crazy dr. jekyl mr. hyde person. one moment i'm diddling around in the kitchen happily preparing a meal, the next i'm hollering for josh to come rinse his goddamned food down the garbage disposal, and then it's back to being all smiles as i toss a pinch of salt into boiling water.

i'm losing my damned mind.

*deep breath* but boy, does it feel good, really good, to get this all off my chest. i mean, rob knows (and agrees) with all of what's going on, but i hate to repeat myself to any one person when i complain, so it's nice to be able to vent here as well. *smiles*

and in other roomie news, i think ty is going to have to move back home soon. he doesn't want to. despite my constant reminders for him to pick up after himself, he loves living here. (who wouldn't when you have a freakin' live-in maid? *grumble*) but the thing is, he's not makin' it out here. they cut his hours at work, and now rent money is an issue and yadda ya... so it looks at this point like he may be moving back in with his folks in a bit.

josh is still here until april, and who knows past that. his plan at this point is to move out with his buddy and get a place on the beach, but that of course all depends on whether or not his buddy will even be able to afford to move out here, and when.

i can tell you one thing though- i don't gave a rats ass when he wants to move out if come april his cleaning habits haven't made a drastic improvement.

and i can guarantee that my next roomies will place high importance on cleanliness. i'm going to get started right now, on developing a very extensive screening process. *g*

maybe it would seem to an outsider like i'm nitpicking or whatever, but i don't think i'm being unreasonable at all. until i got on their case about it last week, the roomies hadn't cleaned their bathroom in two months. and this is a bathroom two guys who pee standing up use. can you say ``ewww``?!

and what really gets me is, before they even moved in i told both of them what a neat freak i was. i told them, above all, that things had to be kept clean. so i guess that's why i've got my panties in a bunch about this - because the one thing i placed the most importance on, they're screwing up. and that, my friends, is beyond frustrating. so... *sigh*

i dunno. i do feel much better after typing all of this out, i just hope to see some progress soon, otherwise i'm going to deposit some dog doo on their pillows and see how they like coming home to a messy house.

ha. i almost hope they don't shape up right away, cause that'd be damn funny. *g*

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