The fact that it's finals week, my roommate loves to party and there for Forgets the fact that for me sleep is god.
I worship sleep.
She, her boyfriend and another boy come in around 2ish in the morning two nights ago.
I had just got into bed.
She's drunk, the friend's drunk... the boy is semi there... So i wake up to them clammering in.
Something happened at the party so the couple are in a twit, and the friend is passed out on the floor.
And then while my roommate is in the bathroom trying to throw up...
"Em, not to offend you, but i was trying to get laid tonight, i don't think it's going to happen."
Yeeeeaaaaah.
Laid, when? when i'm fucking asleep?
I mean, come on! God, men and their dicks!
Grrrr.
Get laid on you own time, fuck-master. Not on mine. Not in my room not when i need sleep.
I talked to Brandon about it and he said, "I did the same thing, you're just lucky to have a 27 yr old."
"Thank God."
I know i'm being harsh, but come on! Ugh... boys... men... whatever, and they complain about not understanding women.
chez