and by popular demand, i mean 2 people asked me what happened to the blog. so yay! i have readers! thanks!
so much has happened in the last month, but really, nothing more exciting than the passive-aggressive battle my roommates are waging against each other right now about our cat.
a few months before i moved in, there were a few mice running around our apartment. gerald, who used to live in my room, and my female roommate E decided to get a cat. mice problem = solved. the problem is that the cat is kinda lame. she sits on E's bed all the time, meows whenever anyone is in the bathroom, and is just generally kinda a wet blanket. M, my male roommate, has long made it clear that he doesn't like the cat. he's been hating on minna since i moved in (sidenote - i don't even know how to pronounce the cat's name, that's how much i don't interact with her).
i guess M has a new "boyfriend" who is allergic to cats. when he went in the bathroom (where the litter box lives), he started sneezing. M's reaction was to tell E to move the cat box to the kitchen. which... i don't know, that's kinda gross, but whatever. so M tells me this and i'm like, who cares, whatever, i'm so not getting involved.
but then. when i got home last night, there was a loooooong letter on the fridge from E to M saying, and i quote, "Dear M, After giving it some more thought, moving the cat's litter box into the kitchen is not acceptable to me." she then proceeded to lay out all the steps she was going to take to try to make the apartment less "cat-y."
i had so many thoughts. 1) i love that they are conducting this battle in letters on the fridge. 2) if you have a boyfriend who is severly allergic to cats, isn't the natural response to go to his house more often and not have your roommate de-cat the whole apartment? 3) i don't care enough to get involved and i hope i'm not dragged into this. 4) the new cat litter box is gigantic and has a swinging door and looks like a mini-house.
so i'm also thinking now isn't going to be a great time to let the roommates know that i told sara i would take our old cat connor. heh.
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LOL.. omg. and dude, the letters?! i'm already confused. o told j to tell t that things are f'ed up. yo.
ps- a litter box in the kitchen is disgusting.
pss- the cat was there before the new boyfriend.,
You should post that on http://www.passiveaggressivenotes.com/
@ jennster - i don't want to throw their names up here w/o them knowing. i don't really know what the protocol is for this shit. i guess i could give them code names.
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