The bastard has done it again!
WTF!?!?!?
I wake up this morning and wander the few steps to the kitchen to make myself some oatmeal (breakfast of champions I tell ya!)
Out of the corner of my eye, what do I notice! There’s a fucking stranger sleeping on our couch! There’s some random person jjust there!
I’m sure one of my roomates (probably the bastard one) invited a friend out here and, oh, again neglected to mention to me at least that he was having someone stay over.
This has happened once before, earlier this year.
(I should dig up that prior post). What a bastard that roomate is. Ugh
So much for a sense of security in one’s own residence.
I’ve gotta go into the lab today anyway