The way things are

Life is a really hard game. The pieces keep falling out of those teeny little cars!

Wednesday, December 06, 2006


When we got home from Roommate B's concert last night, there was a large puddle on the floor.

Even though we never set the thermostat higher than 70, it mysteriously gets changed to 55-60 immediately after we set it.

Earlier in the week, Roommate B found a piece of pizza in the vegetable drawer. Not wrapped or anything. A naked slice of pizza just chillin in the drawer.

At about 11:00 pm last night (and on several other occasions), Britney Spears music was being blasted in our apartment. We hoped for a call from the neighbors to tell us to shut it off, but it never came.

We can never find our TV remote. It's always buried in the couch.

Even though we have a DISHWASHER, there are always dirty dishes in the sink.

What the HECK is going on?


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Drat! You caught me.

I'll stop now.

Oh, did anyone step in the puddle? That could be, ... bad.

1:42 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I know your problem.


You need to axe them to leave.

8:18 AM  

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