I cant believe that not a day goes by without an "event". Sometimes it's surreal that its actually me that got stuck in a living situation like this. I must have walked under a ladder or broke a mirror or something.
Last night I was sitting watching tv and my roommate yells from the kitchen, "Yo, somethings wrong with the garbage disposal, isnt there a reset button somewhere?"
I reply yes and tell him where it is. That was the end of that.
Tonight, I finish dinner and go to the sink to pour out the leftover rice from my Vietnamese food. I go to start the garbage disposal and the power goes out. I was like, "What the Fuck!" So I take some action and stick my hand into the pit of slime and feel something slice my finger. "Fuck!, another fucking glass down the tubes!!!" I go downstairs to the basement to flip the breaker with my finger bleeding and go back up to the kitchen. I put my hand back in the slop water pit, lightly this time, and pull out the bottom of a glass that I have never seen before, so it had to be his fault.
Its un fucking believable.
WHY CANT I GET THIS PLACE RENTED ALREADY. I"M TOO OLD FOR A ROOMMATE.