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Dec. 16th, 2009 03:33 pmReaching that point in the year where being amused by my roommates turns to being irritated by my roommates turns to really wishing my roommates would just stop.
IT'S DECEMBER. ON TOP OF A MOUNTAIN. STOP TURNING OFF THE HEAT AT NIGHT.
THERE IS A PERFECTLY GOOD PARKING LOT LESS THAN TWENTY FEET AWAY. WHEN YOU GET TO THE GARAGE FIRST, THAT IS WHERE I PARK. STOP PARKING BEHIND MY CAR.
OTHER PEOPLE LIKE TO USE THE PUBLIC SPACES. STOP CAMPING ON THE COUCH AND LEAVING ALL YOUR POSSESSIONS THERE WHEN YOU GO TO WORK AND/OR LEAVE TOWN FOR A WEEK.
I know that it's just that we've been in the same space for too-long-not-long-enough, that I'll be resigned in another month or so, but...jeez.
(Especially stop talking like I have no right to park in the garage, okay? Like it's an enormous imposition on my part. Like when, already ten minutes late for my exam, I ask you to move your car from behind mine, it's incredibly rude of me to ask you to move your car. Either park behind someone who you're sure has no intention of going anywhere, or--I dunno--park FIFTEEN FEET AWAY in the parking lot. During the summer, you had that garage to yourselves; I did not insist. Now, it takes an extra fifteen minutes to get the car to driveable condiation, and I am insisting. I pay as much rent as you do, so that's okay for me to do. Rly.)
IT'S DECEMBER. ON TOP OF A MOUNTAIN. STOP TURNING OFF THE HEAT AT NIGHT.
THERE IS A PERFECTLY GOOD PARKING LOT LESS THAN TWENTY FEET AWAY. WHEN YOU GET TO THE GARAGE FIRST, THAT IS WHERE I PARK. STOP PARKING BEHIND MY CAR.
OTHER PEOPLE LIKE TO USE THE PUBLIC SPACES. STOP CAMPING ON THE COUCH AND LEAVING ALL YOUR POSSESSIONS THERE WHEN YOU GO TO WORK AND/OR LEAVE TOWN FOR A WEEK.
I know that it's just that we've been in the same space for too-long-not-long-enough, that I'll be resigned in another month or so, but...jeez.
(Especially stop talking like I have no right to park in the garage, okay? Like it's an enormous imposition on my part. Like when, already ten minutes late for my exam, I ask you to move your car from behind mine, it's incredibly rude of me to ask you to move your car. Either park behind someone who you're sure has no intention of going anywhere, or--I dunno--park FIFTEEN FEET AWAY in the parking lot. During the summer, you had that garage to yourselves; I did not insist. Now, it takes an extra fifteen minutes to get the car to driveable condiation, and I am insisting. I pay as much rent as you do, so that's okay for me to do. Rly.)