So here I am. It’s been a while but I suppose I am sufficiently bored and unsatisfied at my “new” job to starting writing again. Don’t get me wrong. I love my job, its just not as exciting as it was, ya know a year ago. For those of you that are stumbling upon this for the first time and don’t know me – I work at a non-profit organization in New York City. I am not trying to save the world or anything just make it a little bit better. Since I work at this non-profit and not a big corporation I can’t exactly afford to live in New York City, so I live in Brooklyn, which I guess still counts as New York City, but whatever.
Not much has really changed for me…but let me see if I can think of something. Hmmmm. Oh yeah. My new roommate (number 4) moved in today. She seems nice enough. I hope she’s not crazy. I did find her off the internet after all. God only knows what may happen to me tonight. Well I sure as hell am locking my door when I go to sleep. I was worried there for a second that she might have eaten one of my frozen waffles without asking. But I checked the freezer and she bought her own. Thank god. Because only a true sociopath would have stolen my food and eaten it in front of me the day she moved in. And what if she had been a sociopath? What if she had eaten my waffles? Jeff never ate my waffles?!?! I think we all know I never would have had the guts to say anything and she would have continued eating my waffles until I had a breakdown and totally freaked out at her. And since had she eaten my waffles that would have made her a sociopath. And since she was a sociopath she wouldn’t have reacted at all when I screamed at her she would have waited until I fell asleep and hid frozen waffles all over the apartment! And then after I realized how legitimately crazy she was I would have been way to scared to ask her to move out. So I would have been stuck living with a crazy person. Living with a crazy person is pretty much my worst nightmare. Well that and being forced to pick out curtains for my living room. And I’m worried she’s crazy… maybe she should lock her door tonight. But I guess anyone is better than that married unemployed lady that I met!
Also just to set the record straight I fucking hate the color green. I’m no web designer or anything but you would think they could come up with some better options for layout. Well I think that is all for now. It really feels good to get all that out. Hopefully some slightly entertaining things will happen to me in the near future so I can write about that and you don’t have to listen to me go off on tangents about crazy people that aren’t even crazy (hopefully).
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