It was gathering laundry time in the Mazur house. I had a giant pile of miscellaneous scrub parts piled halfway in my nightstand drawer. My nightstand drawer holds a host of items that you wouldn't want your parents seeing.

As I dragged my laundry down the stairs I noticed a condom fall out of my bundle. I'll get that later I thought to myself and went on my merry way. I was sitting on the couch watching gossip girl when roommate comes home. She hangs up her phone picks up the condom and proceeds to give me a hard time (that's what she said) before depositing the condom in my open waiting hand.

Its worse than I anticipated the wrapper was open the condom inside was not wadded up and stuffed back in the package. I made up some spur of the moment lame-ass unbelievable story about the dogs must have found it and chewed up the wrapper.

No this condom was used. Which is bad enough...the saddest part was it was not used during some late night lack of judgment. No this condom was the result of me being too lazy to clean off certain "tools" of the single girl trade. Its much easier to roll off a condom than washing and rinsing, besides I don't need yet another thing taking up space in my dish drainer.

Sad.

Labels: Embarassing Stories, Roommates

My car has been acting funny. When I start my car the first couple of times I brake the abs kicks on. I like my abs breaks I do not like them kicking on on a sunny June day. Anyways I absolutely have to get them fixed because I'm going home for the 4th and my dad always finds a reason to drive my car just to make sure its not going to burst into flames.

So I made an appointment for tomorrow which means I have to drop off my car tonight. I asked my roomie if she would go with me to drop it off so she could give me a ride home. She agreed and said she would be home at 7pm. So I bummed around all evening waiting for her to arrive home, 7:00, 7:30, 8:15 RING....its her.

R: Ummmm, Hi will you be awake to drop off your car at 11?

A: Ummm....well probably not I have to catch my bus at 5:30am

R: Humm, oh well I'm in Winona right now (Insert long explanation involving a cousin and forgotten place cards for a wedding this weekend)...So it'll be awhile until I get there.

A: Oh, don't worry about it. I can get one of my friends to drive me, no big deal.

R: (whining) Are you....suuuuuurrrrrre? I'm reeaaalllly sorrrry.

A: Yeah no problem, I gotta go though, bye bye.

Sigh dammit not I have to convince someone to drive me over there. I'm not annoyed at roommate per say. If she would have just said no in the first place, or called me during the day and said something had come up...or at the very least call me sometime before 1hr after she was supposed to be home it would have been nice.

I could have just gone straight after work and had the shuttle take me home. This was not longer an option. On my third phone a friend I got lucky. So I'm annoyed shocker. I have this thing you can say no to me anytime you want but please please PLEASE don't say you'll do something and puss out!

Labels: Friends, Roommates, Tiff

I'm going to do something most people dont complain about...my roomate doing the dishes. I clean the rest of the kitchen she is in charge of dishes since she generates about 3x's the amount of dishes I do (since I eat out most of the time). My problem is how she does them.
Step1: Wait until both sinks are so ful that you can no longer fill a measuring cup without traveling to the bathroom faucet.
Step 2: Remove the largest pans covered in black grease and 3-day onld sink water from the pile and set them on the counter (perferedly on top of roomate avas tax forms). Go back to step 1.
Step 3: Begin leaving pans, dishes and glasses on the stove itself so now one can not even cook to create more dishes.
Step 4: Use the last spoon, knife or fork. (did I mention I own a minimum of four complete sets of flatware)
Step 5: Wait 3 days because you know your roomate is nerodic and its driving her crazy so she might do it when she cleans the kitchen. (To be fair I am to blame for this pattern because sometimes it does really just drive me that insane...now I clean the surfaces not covered by dishes and call it a day).
Step 6: After the 3 days has past wait for a perfect day.

Today I was awoken prematuraley twice. The first time was by smiley at 6:30 with a warm hand rubbing my back and some kisses. Nice. After smiley departed for work I easily drifted back off to sleep.

The second time was at 8am to simultanious water running, glass clanking, drawer slamming, cooking and dishes making nosises ever. I just wanted to sleep. I rather have a kitchen full of dishes than a roomate who has wakes me up while doing them.

Labels: Glass Half Empty, Roommates, Smiley

In an attempt to be a better person I am going to give credit where credit is due. So in concordance with my moral "rightness" I admit I steal...nah borrow pictures for my blog. To cleanse my guilty conscience I have decided that references are in ordered. If you think I'm going to start taking my own photography you obviously are misguided enough to think I have talent or time. That being said...I "borrowed" this pic from Egg on Stilts' Flicker site.

Now onto the bitching....

Its a crappy Monday. The current time is 8:27am I do not have to be at work until about noon. I am awake.

I slept over at Smiley's house last night. We had a bit of a tifflet. Well not really more of an emotionally charged misunderstanding to where I acted ridiculously like I tend to do. And all my baggage which I thought was lost at the airport was very annoyingly returned to me causing me to act completely insane around a person whom does not deserve it. Bah. Anyways it all ended up okay but I didn't sleep well at ALL because once I get all stirred up its hard for me to settle down again. The alarm went off at 5:50 and after a good morning snuggle I dropped Smiley off at work and went back home take in a few hours of napping before doing anything. Well I was of course awake so I took out the trash let the dogs out. Cleaned up a mess where one of them got in the closet, dragged out my dirty laundry and chewed on my key access card which was attached to one of my pants. Fortunately the card is only minorly chewed and I think it will still work without issue.

I settle into bed with the dogs where I can not find my remote so I end up watching the today show for an hour while studying some hematology. Then I checked my myspace and facebook. Where the fuzz left me a message. Gag.

"Hey! I have been off the internet for a while, I see you met a fella! Very cool! I've been doin good. glad to hear things are goin well for you too! Awesome! See ya later!"

Met a fella eh not exactly...things going well...umm I guess school sucks and is draining me of any joy in my life so not really. Awesome? Definitely not. I ask you what after months of no contact possessed the yak-o to message me? I don't want to talk to him. In fact I'm pissed I know hes a cop so I live in total fear of having to see him again the next time I inevitably get pulled over for speeding.

Oh also I got a text from Red yesterday saying "Hi hun" Really? Look buddy you lost the right to call me hun about 2months ago. Why are you still texting me? And since he is still a friend on myspace I read his survey where he appears to be all smitten with this girl Cassie. For goodness sakes go bother her! P.S. I didn't not text back. And I intended to delete him from my myspace but forgot by the time i read my other bulletins.

Oh I also talked to YMCA last night. Basically told him that it wasnt going to work out. With the cop out that I'm too busy. Smiley being a friend first knows all about YMCA and was not keen on me meeting/dating him. I wouldnt be crazy about Smiley dating anyone either so after a week long fizzle of only returning his calls when I knew he would not be home I dropped the bomb. He was a little off kilter it was sorta out of the blue but he kept his game face on and we still maintained a light conversation for about 15minutes after that prior to hanging up.

Anyways after all that i snuggled under the covers and turned out the lights for a snooze. Unfortunately I just laid there feeling sorry for myself and wishing for an aneurysm (no luck yet). I was about to drift into sleep when BOOM...BOOM....BOOM from down stairs followed by a very Mannheim steamroller-esc version of the little drummer boy played at 80 decibels. I cant say for certain but I think my roommate may have placed the speaker directly into the vent.

To be fair she probably had no clue I was home. I am usually at work at this time and I didn't mention working the pm shift this week. STILL! She then opened an slammed every cabinet in the kitchen and left the house without turning off the music. I just figured she was doing something in her car but no after about another 10minutes of torturous Christmas spirit post the sliding door closing and locking I checked the garage and she was gone. I waddled my way downstairs where on my way to the blaring Christmas music I also turned off 3 lights. (No wonder my electric bill is so flippin high).

I am now not even going to attempt to sleep because I will probably drift off at 9:55 only to be awoke by my alarm at 10. Christ. I should do something fun tonight after my final. I need to de-stress.

Labels: Fuzz, Glass Half Empty, Red, Roommates, Smiley, YMCA