Reunited

Well, my roommate is finally off the ship for good. I"m glad to have him back.

There's just one little thing, though.

He bitched to me about how the apartment looks. It's not bad at all. I don't have clothes everywhere, the dishes were either done, or in the sink.

Apparently, since he has been away from me and the rest of society for a couple of months, he feels the need to be an asshole. So, I asked him what exactly he thought was the problem with our apartment. What isn't clean?

He told me a few things, and I let it go. These are things that cannot be helped, unless you clean it every single day. I don't do that. Neither does he.

So, today, I woke up before he got home, crushed some beer cans, scrubbed the toilet, and washed the dishes. That was all. Before he left to go out tonight, he told me, "The place looks much better. Thanks, bro." I think he just likes to bitch at me for nothing.

Sometimes, I even feel like he thinks I'm his sidekick. That may not be true, but it does feel like that a lot.

When someone doesn't listen to what you say, and tries to tell you what to do at all times? Yeah, I think I've made my point.

Anyway, I'm almost off work. Just about time to go home and get a nap in. I'm heading to the Emerald City Comicon with my friend Leuq tomorrow. Should be a blast. I haven't seen him in a long time.