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Nov 21, 2005 23:24

I don't do well with confrontation. I immediately felt horrible when she came in. My pulse was through the roof; I was shaking and felt sick to my stomach. She was angry, as expected, and after slamming her door, she shut herself out for a while. Reemerging 20 minutes later, she threw a pot with stuck on macaroni at me (thankfully it hit my ( Read more... )

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baronvonawsome November 22 2005, 05:53:39 UTC
Such is the danger of living with roommates. Everybody has to learn to live with everybody else's quirks and issues. It's an exponential thing, inversely proportional to the amount of space available- in other words, two people in a mansion will have less trouble than two people sharing a one bedroom.

Good luck.

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ultimatespooner November 22 2005, 06:13:37 UTC
did you at least wish her a happy holiday before going to bed? ;)

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coolkidtimmy November 22 2005, 16:06:38 UTC
i'm gonna do the same if you don't stop avoiding me >:O

i have pots with stuck-on macaroni out the ass. prepare yourself.

-timmy

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