Best Way to End an Entry Is With an 80's Reference

To clarify before beginning, my roomates are very nice people. They just have some habits. For instance, they like to not do dishes. Normally, this wouldn't phase me, becaue of the tiny joy derived from cleaning incessantly. However, it's becoming a bit excessive.

There has been quite literally a mountain of dishes in the sink for some time now. I would usually do them when I get home, but I've started working pretty late and in the mornings I'm somehwat rushed to blog, eat, get ready for work, and leave for the bus. So I keep putting them off, hoping that they have enough sense to get around to doing them. I walk past them each an every day thinking that they'll do them. Next day...okay maybe eventually. No, it's been like that forever.

Then today, it was as if I lived in a bad sitcom. They all walked past the sink, adding more dishes all the while, and then walk away. One of my roomates, Evan, the saint, who is legitamitaely a good and decent person, said he is not doing them because he usually does them. To his defense, I have seen him do some before. And he's not the one making all the mess anyways. But after hearing this, one of my roomates was at the sink, he looked at the dishes, and walks away.

So I of course do them. I then team up with Evan to clean the rest of the apartment, but sadly enough I've become somewhat of their housewife. I clean their dishes, I take out their trash, and remind them of places they need to be. As great as that is, it's getting a little old.

Again, I generally like all of them, and they are good people, but they just have some habits. I'm not the kind of person to say anything about it either. So life will go on.

Works becoming monotonous, but inevitable. I've met some fun people at the parks. I rn into some Italians the other day and I was super excited because I was able to have small bits of onversation and give directions in Italian. Other than that...Dullness to the Max