Let's see... the last time I posted I ended up kicking everyone out. There were the aweful str8 couple in the basement. When they moved out the threw kool aid all over everything. The carpet, the ceiling, the fridge and the cookbooks. Joe, the lesbo with the girlfriend, who still had her house.... finally moved out when she realized she couldn't afford it.
I lived without roommates for about 3 months. Aaaahhh, heaven. Then my friend, Rat, got evicted. So he moved into the basement. He is unemployed, for now, living off food stamps and is my cabana boy until I get fed up with his laziness...
Then my very old friend, and ex, Sally, broke up with her girlfriend. Or her gf broke up with her, and now she is going to move in to an empty room. Meanwhile the house is up for sale and we need to keep it exceptionally clean.
Rat has been a big help, with the dog, and shoveling. I leave him little notes of things to do for the day and it seems to be working out. Heck, I don't have to shovel for the rest of the winter! Whooooeeee.
At the same time I have started dating again, after breaking up with Nicole. Just when I thought my life was calm and settled until the bank wants me to move, I have 2 crazy roommates and a couple hot butches in my bed. sigh.
Why the crazy? Is it me? Am I attracting them? Or do I have a kind heart and can't let my peeps be homeless... or am I a sucker?
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