Also like im sick so hoe, we need the fucking heat on!

On Black Friday, I was unloading my car and my roommate came home to grab something before house sitting for his parents. While I was heading to my room, he was leaving; and he asked me if I was going or staying. With a look of confusion on my face I told him I was staying and asked him why he asked. He replied, “I was just wondering if I needed to run to my car and grab my keys so I could lock the door.” While wondering what kind of drugs this kid is on, I responded with, “Well, how do you think I got in here the first place?” With all seriousness in his face and his voice he said, “You could’ve climbed the balcony and got in that way." And on that note, he left, leaving the door wide open. I really hope that he’s just fucking with me and not actually this stupid.

My roommate has a cat. Shortly after my husband and I moved in, I started noticing that his food bowl would be empty on multiple occasions, his water dish would be bone dry almost every day, and the liter box hadn’t been changed as often as it should have been. So me being me, having a love for animals like I do, I started taking care of the cat. I couldn’t let the cat go hungry or get sick. I took care of his cat for about two months. I finally got tired of doing everything and my roommate not saying anything about it, or stepping up. So, I finally asked him why this was; and his response? His response was, “I know how much you really want a pet of your own,” (we’re only allowed one cat and no dogs), “so I figured you could just take care of him.” And he was not even going to give me his cat; just basically let me be a caregiver for his cat. I told him that was not the case and that I wasn’t going to let the cat starve to death, become dehydrated, etc. Since then, he’s been taking care of his cat every day.

My roommates are bitches, there’s uncleaned puke in my car, and I miss Kell. That’s about all I have to say for the night, goodnight.