Happy New Year, almost. And you are NOT going to believe this one, but we may have to move again (yes, we completed the last move, and haven't been in the new place a month yet) as our new roommate is insane. (and no, he doesn't know my website or blog exists, and won't get his computer fixed for some reason.)
Anyway, yes, he's insane, and we may have to move again. I might as well just become a professional mover at this point, because then I might get a discount on moving.
I hope everyone's holidays were great, and hope you have a great new year. (And hopefully I will have a better year in 2005 as well, 2004 wasn't the best of years.)
Whew, that's the most updating I have done in a while, I'm exhausted. :)
Update from 2005 for some reason, you dear reader, are still perusing my old archives, despite my warnings that 2005 is so far, the only year worth reading. (And hopefully 2006 will be even better.) Anyway, we moved in with a "Friend", who was even worse than the last one, (see the last post). This one had even less privacy issues, he would pleasure himself loudly with doors open, at random times. He had the worst OCD I have ever seen in a person, and oh, he was insane. I will probably write more about him in future posts. Once again, let's get to 2005....
Monday, December 27, 2004
Monday, October 25, 2004
From one psycho to the next....
Yeah, yeah, I know, so sue me. Anyway, moved again for a few months, and now we are having to move again, as the person we were renting from decided to sell the house. argh. I hate moving.
UpdateI started feeling sorry for those of you who may enjoy some recent posts, circa 2005, and actually made the decision to clean up the old boring crap and delete some of the irrelevant posts. I couldn't let this one go though, I had to add a little to it.
We were living with an oversized queeny guy, who rented the top floor of his house to us. It was a great idea, theoretically, as we had a whole floor, our own bathroom, etc. But, the guy turned into a freak, and he didn't want an privacy. He would pleasure himself with doors wide open, walk into the room in a speedo type of underwear, etc. (Picture a 350 pound man wearing speedos made for a skinny 10 year old, and you kind of get the picture.)
So shortly after moving in, he decided to sell his house. Thanks JR. Yes, that's his real name. He won't ever read this though, he only read porn and scifi, and only used his computer to trick people into coming to his house for sex. He would describe himself as slightly stocky. Hint, slighlty stocky does not mean 5 foot eight and 350 lbs.
Let's move on....
UpdateI started feeling sorry for those of you who may enjoy some recent posts, circa 2005, and actually made the decision to clean up the old boring crap and delete some of the irrelevant posts. I couldn't let this one go though, I had to add a little to it.
We were living with an oversized queeny guy, who rented the top floor of his house to us. It was a great idea, theoretically, as we had a whole floor, our own bathroom, etc. But, the guy turned into a freak, and he didn't want an privacy. He would pleasure himself with doors wide open, walk into the room in a speedo type of underwear, etc. (Picture a 350 pound man wearing speedos made for a skinny 10 year old, and you kind of get the picture.)
So shortly after moving in, he decided to sell his house. Thanks JR. Yes, that's his real name. He won't ever read this though, he only read porn and scifi, and only used his computer to trick people into coming to his house for sex. He would describe himself as slightly stocky. Hint, slighlty stocky does not mean 5 foot eight and 350 lbs.
Let's move on....
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