Argh!
Okay, so I've made it clear that I can't stand the Boyfriend's sister, yeah? Well, today made it all the more apparent why I don't like her.
Today was a an okay day. I fell asleep early this morning after a pretty awesome and random conversation with the Roommate. He's an eclectic guy and has gotten me into reading Battle Angel Alita - which I'd wanted to read for a while anyway. ^__^ He also has some Deadpool comics, which remind me why I like Deadpool, lol.
I woke up after sleeping for about seven or eight hours, which is pretty good for me. I stretched, felt my spine pop in the nicest way, and got dressed for the day. (This of course means I put on a bra and pants.) The Boyfriend got home about an hour after I woke up - he got off work early today, which was awesome! It was relatively calm for about a half hour after he got home, then my compulsive need to clean kicked in, as it does every now and then. The Roommate and I had talked about how the apartment needed to be cleaned during out early morning conversation, and I think that's what kicked in my need to clean.
The Boyfriend cleaned up the living room - I helped with some of it, but focused mainly on the kitchen. I organized the overflowing pile of dishes into piles, then started washing them. There was a brief problem with the dish washer: it collected water in the bottom from not being used and I had to run it empty once before I could do a load of dishes in it. So I did one load in the dish washer but another three or four by hand. One load was entirely silverware and utensils and it was unpleasant. The Boyfriend's Sister doesn't know how to rinse off her cheesy dishes.
While working on a load of bowls and cups, I came across two bowls with cheese welded to the sides. The rings of cheese in each bowl was about a quarter of an inch thick, and I had to soak the bowls for about fifteen minutes before I got enough of the cheese to come off so I could scrub them by hand and not hurt myself doing it. Wanna know who left those disgustingly cheesy bowls in the sink to sit for days and days? You got it- the Boyfriend's Sister. I don't understand what's so hard about rinsing out your bowls when you're done. Honestly - I do it with every bowl I use.
The BS actually freaked out on me because I rinse out my bowls. Okay, I rinse them out and then put water in them so that anything stuck on will come off. The next day (after letting the bowls soak over night) I dump the water out. Yes, I'm guilty of being lazy about doing dishes but I only use a few bowls and never have I left them to sit with stuff in them that will get stuck on. She freaked out on me because supposedly letting a bowl sit with water in it for one day makes the apartment smell. I think that's a load of bull.
So my asking her nicely to rinse out her cheesy bowls after using them got me yelled at. I was polite, didn't raise my voice, and yet she yelled at me for something that wasn't quite related to what she was freaking doing. I want to tell her to STFU and ask her if she even knows how to use the washing machine because all her dirty clothes are just sitting in front of it.
I got sick of stepping over her clothes in the hallway today so I piled them all in front of her bedroom door. I think she hates me now. Not that I think she liked me before. She glares at me whenever she sees me now and I'm about ready to hit her for it. Seriously. I've been civil to her - because we live in the same apartment and if I wasn't civil it could get really nasty living here.
On top of getting yelled at for no reason, I've gotten run out of the living room. I was sitting playing JamLegend (FUN TIMES), with the volume up on my laptop so I could hear the song, and she comes into the living room with her boyfriend and turns the TV on without a word. No "I hope you don't mind;" no warning at all and no care for the fact that I'm sitting there doing something that has sound. She's done it before too: I was sitting listening to music - as I do sometimes - and she comes in and turns the TV on to the Game Show Network and starts watching it with the volume up to the point where I almost couldn't hear my music. I can't be in the same room as her and her boyfriend for very long, because the Girl Voice drives me to want to hit her more than I already do. Look here for a description of the Girl Voice, if you don't know what it is - it's called Boyfriend Voice by most people, I think, but my friends and I refer to it as Girl Voice.
Now I'm stuck in my room, because the Boyfriend is playing WoW with the Roommate and I can't stand going out into the main part of the apartment long enough to actually finish the dishes. I've got pots and pans and a couple big bowls left and then I'm done - but it's not getting done tonight because I can't stand the Boyfriend's Sister and her boyfriend.
In other news...
It's come to my attention that my camera is probably useless. I left batteries in it without knowing, and they were really cheapo batteries so they exploded and corroded the battery compartment on my camera. It's not completely corroded, but there is damage done. I'm hoping if I clean it a few more times it'll be safe enough to put batteries in and try to use, though I'm going to have to be very careful when I get to that point. Maybe by this time next week I'll have it working. HOPEFULLY.
Well, now I'm cold, so I'm gonna go stick my hands up the Boyfriend's shirt, because I'm a brat like that. But he lets me, so *shrugs*.
Today was a an okay day. I fell asleep early this morning after a pretty awesome and random conversation with the Roommate. He's an eclectic guy and has gotten me into reading Battle Angel Alita - which I'd wanted to read for a while anyway. ^__^ He also has some Deadpool comics, which remind me why I like Deadpool, lol.
I woke up after sleeping for about seven or eight hours, which is pretty good for me. I stretched, felt my spine pop in the nicest way, and got dressed for the day. (This of course means I put on a bra and pants.) The Boyfriend got home about an hour after I woke up - he got off work early today, which was awesome! It was relatively calm for about a half hour after he got home, then my compulsive need to clean kicked in, as it does every now and then. The Roommate and I had talked about how the apartment needed to be cleaned during out early morning conversation, and I think that's what kicked in my need to clean.
The Boyfriend cleaned up the living room - I helped with some of it, but focused mainly on the kitchen. I organized the overflowing pile of dishes into piles, then started washing them. There was a brief problem with the dish washer: it collected water in the bottom from not being used and I had to run it empty once before I could do a load of dishes in it. So I did one load in the dish washer but another three or four by hand. One load was entirely silverware and utensils and it was unpleasant. The Boyfriend's Sister doesn't know how to rinse off her cheesy dishes.
While working on a load of bowls and cups, I came across two bowls with cheese welded to the sides. The rings of cheese in each bowl was about a quarter of an inch thick, and I had to soak the bowls for about fifteen minutes before I got enough of the cheese to come off so I could scrub them by hand and not hurt myself doing it. Wanna know who left those disgustingly cheesy bowls in the sink to sit for days and days? You got it- the Boyfriend's Sister. I don't understand what's so hard about rinsing out your bowls when you're done. Honestly - I do it with every bowl I use.
The BS actually freaked out on me because I rinse out my bowls. Okay, I rinse them out and then put water in them so that anything stuck on will come off. The next day (after letting the bowls soak over night) I dump the water out. Yes, I'm guilty of being lazy about doing dishes but I only use a few bowls and never have I left them to sit with stuff in them that will get stuck on. She freaked out on me because supposedly letting a bowl sit with water in it for one day makes the apartment smell. I think that's a load of bull.
So my asking her nicely to rinse out her cheesy bowls after using them got me yelled at. I was polite, didn't raise my voice, and yet she yelled at me for something that wasn't quite related to what she was freaking doing. I want to tell her to STFU and ask her if she even knows how to use the washing machine because all her dirty clothes are just sitting in front of it.
I got sick of stepping over her clothes in the hallway today so I piled them all in front of her bedroom door. I think she hates me now. Not that I think she liked me before. She glares at me whenever she sees me now and I'm about ready to hit her for it. Seriously. I've been civil to her - because we live in the same apartment and if I wasn't civil it could get really nasty living here.
On top of getting yelled at for no reason, I've gotten run out of the living room. I was sitting playing JamLegend (FUN TIMES), with the volume up on my laptop so I could hear the song, and she comes into the living room with her boyfriend and turns the TV on without a word. No "I hope you don't mind;" no warning at all and no care for the fact that I'm sitting there doing something that has sound. She's done it before too: I was sitting listening to music - as I do sometimes - and she comes in and turns the TV on to the Game Show Network and starts watching it with the volume up to the point where I almost couldn't hear my music. I can't be in the same room as her and her boyfriend for very long, because the Girl Voice drives me to want to hit her more than I already do. Look here for a description of the Girl Voice, if you don't know what it is - it's called Boyfriend Voice by most people, I think, but my friends and I refer to it as Girl Voice.
Now I'm stuck in my room, because the Boyfriend is playing WoW with the Roommate and I can't stand going out into the main part of the apartment long enough to actually finish the dishes. I've got pots and pans and a couple big bowls left and then I'm done - but it's not getting done tonight because I can't stand the Boyfriend's Sister and her boyfriend.
In other news...
It's come to my attention that my camera is probably useless. I left batteries in it without knowing, and they were really cheapo batteries so they exploded and corroded the battery compartment on my camera. It's not completely corroded, but there is damage done. I'm hoping if I clean it a few more times it'll be safe enough to put batteries in and try to use, though I'm going to have to be very careful when I get to that point. Maybe by this time next week I'll have it working. HOPEFULLY.
Well, now I'm cold, so I'm gonna go stick my hands up the Boyfriend's shirt, because I'm a brat like that. But he lets me, so *shrugs*.