Tuesday, August 7, 2007


I have always been proud of the fact that I had kept all of my drinking glasses since college. They have traveled with me from apartment to apartment and have suprisingly stayed intact, until The Roommate. Over the past few years I have seen him and not seen him break so many drinking glasses its unreal. I don't know how he does it. We are down to about 3 glasses all of which end up filled with old water on his window sill. I think He is cultivating something. Some new type of plant.

1 comment:

Karli-Marie said...

I know it's an old blog... but I couldn't resist sharing my tale of woe as well.

I once had an all-important mug from "the" college bar. The mug was pretty much out of commission, and resided permanently on the shelf. Until little by slow all of the cups/glasses/mugs started disappearing into The Roommates room.

Finally, my mug, the lone glass on the shelf disappears as well. I am livid. I enter The Roommates room to investigate only to find that not only is my mug (and every other mug) in his room... but they are all full of his urine.

Dude, we have a bathroom. It's only a flight of stairs away. In case of emergency piss out the damn window, not into my glass-ware.