sidentity_crisis: (wtf ianto)
sidentity_crisis: (tree on stage)
 In an episode of Veronica Mars, there is this joke that one girl's roommate just changes her clothes all the time. MY ROOMMATE DOES THIS. I think she wears three different outfits a day. I don't pretend to understand.

In other new, the school's Carnival is here. It is really cool, and there is a Ferris wheel behind my dorm. 
sidentity_crisis: (wtf ianto)
Shift ran late by an hour and a half. Just got back from work. SHE ISN'T HERE. It's 5:50 am, and she isn't here.

Just saying.
sidentity_crisis: (wtf ianto)

I got back from work last night at 4:30 am (the night shift, what can you do?), and discovered that my roommate was not in the room. Assuming that she was partying or something, I went to sleep. But she did not return at all, as I woke up and her bed was undisturbed. My point: she really does not live here.
sidentity_crisis: (barcode work)
New Year's Resolutions (9 days late):

Post regularly - starting now.
Utilize the fitness facilities at least three times a week - starting tomorrow.
Read at least one book a month that is only for enjoyment - going to the library today.
Keep the room organized and tidy - worked on it today and just have to keep it this way.

Also, I had a roommate shock today. I got back to school from winter break yesterday afternoon, dropped all my things off, and stayed at the hotel with my dad and sister last night. When I came back this morning, SHE WAS HERE. SLEEPING. Well, waking up, actually. But it was like magic.

I'm all unpacked, and my room is slightly more organized than it was when I left in December. I sent a bunch of my books home to make room for the new ones (most of which are coming in from Amazon tomorrow). And I figured out a reasonable way to store my jewelry. And re-ordered my closet. I need to go to the Waterfront to get more laundry sheets (only 2 left) and a few other essentials, but I think I'll also be picking up another package of wall hooks. I need at least one more. And a new Brita filter. This is all starting to add up... How annoying.

Tomorrow is the beginning of Spring semester. Classes: dramaturgy, foundations of drama, production and theatre management, Middle East/US Relations, France during WWII, and French. Should be a nice, big workload. Also tomorrow is work at the Children's School and band practice.

ALSO. I can cross post to my old journal, which I'm going to do for the heck of it.
sidentity_crisis: (wtf ianto)

While most of the other food things I mentioned have remained un-opened, I give you, a scence from my life.

(Roommate [R] enters.)

R: Oh, hey! So I just went grocery shopping and got four boxes of tea and a bunch of other stuff.
Me: You do realize there's no room for more food, don't you?
R: Haha, well, I mean almost all of my cereal is almost all gone. So that'll make room.
Me: Right.
R: So yeah, I bought for boxes of tes! (She names them.) And I got some more cereal, and a loaf of sourdough bread, and oh! some cheese. I got gouda and havarti.
Me: Okay.
R: Oh, right, and some peaches and plums, if you want some of those.
Me: Okay. Thanks.

WTF? Seriously, WTF? Not only because you are suffocating us with food products, but aren't you a poor college student? What the hell are you doing buying pricey cheeses from the grocery store, along with all of this other rubbish? No exaggeration, I would estimate she has spent over a hundred dollars in the past month. Just on food. That takes up space. And she has a meal plan. Some of my textbooks cost a hundred dollars! WHAT???

sidentity_crisis: (damn and blast)

Do you know what's a real bummer? Leaving class, walking to your dorm, putting the key in the lock thinking Yes! the room to mysefl! and finding out your roommate is taking a sick day. Foiled again!
sidentity_crisis: (barcode work)
I have successfully put a dent in my weekly homework! Tomorrow, I conquer the other half! I'm using this long weekend to get a head start on my homework for the entire week, just because I have the time. That is one thing I like about college syllabi - the instrictors list all of the homework for the entire semester, so I can really get a jump on it when I have extra time. So far, I've read two articles that I was assigned, written one essay out of three, composed a program note, and started a second essay. I think before the night is out I'll read the chapter that's due for Russian history. And probably call it a night. Maybe go get some sweet potato fries or make a cup of tea. Probably the latter, since I don't really feel like going out.

Left to do:

Irish history essay
half an English essay
read Russian history chapter
read four additional articles
read a chapter of a really boring text
hopefully practice flute for marching band

Now that I see that list, I might actually tackle the Russian lit and a couple of articles tonight. Or maybe just all of the articles. We'll see.

Foodie Roommate update: I also discovered an un-opened jar of "Better than Bouillon" vegetable base and a package of Tofu+. The tofu isn't too befuddling, as she is a vegetarian, but all the list just keeps getting longer. Perhaps this will culminate in a massive gourmet vegetarian extravaganza?
sidentity_crisis: (wtf ianto)
I think this is my roommate story icon. So ever since we got to school about three weeks ago, my roommate has been going the grocery store and returning with food. The problem? There isn't really room for it, AND there is way too much. Most of it hasn't even been opened. I give you, for example, the 48 oz. container if almonds, purchased Week 1, freshness seal still intact. It's company includes a huge bag of whey protien, a box of brown rice, peanut butter, and a canister of couscous, all un-opened. Not to mention the five boxes of cereal. And the pound of butter which has yet to even be touched. But today, I came into the room and found she had struck gold once again.

I was going to the fridge to get leftover pizza for dinner, and atop the microwave is half a loaf of challah. (It's important to note that my roommate is not remotely Jewish.) Perplexed, I shrugged it off. But when I opened the fridge, I could ignore the issue no longer. Staring at me from the door where one might usually keep cans of soda or milk are four packages of fresh herbs. We now have basil, oregano, and two (2) bunches of cilantro. Here's what I want to know: WTF are you going to do with basil, oregano, and two bunches of cilantro?!

Roommates: can't live without them, but only because university housing says so.
sidentity_crisis: (wtf ianto)
I don't enjoy living with someone who is constantly asking, "What are you doing?" If I'm typing, it's, "Ooh, what are you typing?". If I am cooking something in the microwave, it's, "What are you doing?". If I am walking from one side of the room to the other with a book in my hand, it's "Whatcha doin'?" Seriously, WTF? I am not a really interesting human being. I don't have ulterior motives for writing emails or eating or walking, for goodness' sake! Another thing is trying to talk to me while I'm on the phone, or worse, trying to be part of the half of the conversation that can be heard.

On a brighter note, my roommate and I are usually not in the room at the same time, due to classes and the fact that she stays out in the world while I watch Torchwood on my laptop or do my homework. We're just two different people. And we don't really gel. I've met some really great people here, though, and although I'm not exactly friend-friends with any of them, I enjoy talking to them. Hopefully I will develop real friendships, but it's going to take some time.


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