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Jun. 28th, 2003 01:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jianantonicI got a new cell phone this morning. My roommate Keith works for Suncom, and he hooked us up with a lot of extras for free, cause he can do that:) When it's done charging, I'll put the number on my AIM profile so y'all can get it. Cell One is still giving us the runaround, but they're going to fry, so I'm not worried about that anymore. They've already agreed that we don't owe them any money, so now it's just a matter of how much they're going to give us, and how much longer they're going to dodge the bullet. Fuckers. Anyway.
I was really annoyed this morning when I went to the refrigerator to put cream cheese on my egg bagel which was already prepared (thanks Jer!) only to find that the last of it had been used. My roommates and I have a fridge rule. Only the milk is to be shared; everything else is only yours to use if you bought it. Rob had surgery, though, and his mom has been taking care of him all week (and will be here for a month longer). She apparently does not know this rule. She accidentally melted all of my ice cream last night, and offered to pay for it, which was nice, but doesn't help me have ice cream with dessert when I wanted it. This morning, I had to run to the store and get some cream cheese (for which no compensation has been offered) while my eggs got hard and bagel got cold. It's not really a big enough deal to say something - then I'd just look like an ass, but it really bothers me. I don't care that someone uses my food, but the LAST of it? And doesn't replace it? That's not cool, man. Even if they used it and didn't replace it, if they could mention it before I go to get it out of the fridge for breakfast, I wouldn't be so frustrated about it. Jesus. I'll stop complaining now, I need to get some work done. Peace.
I was really annoyed this morning when I went to the refrigerator to put cream cheese on my egg bagel which was already prepared (thanks Jer!) only to find that the last of it had been used. My roommates and I have a fridge rule. Only the milk is to be shared; everything else is only yours to use if you bought it. Rob had surgery, though, and his mom has been taking care of him all week (and will be here for a month longer). She apparently does not know this rule. She accidentally melted all of my ice cream last night, and offered to pay for it, which was nice, but doesn't help me have ice cream with dessert when I wanted it. This morning, I had to run to the store and get some cream cheese (for which no compensation has been offered) while my eggs got hard and bagel got cold. It's not really a big enough deal to say something - then I'd just look like an ass, but it really bothers me. I don't care that someone uses my food, but the LAST of it? And doesn't replace it? That's not cool, man. Even if they used it and didn't replace it, if they could mention it before I go to get it out of the fridge for breakfast, I wouldn't be so frustrated about it. Jesus. I'll stop complaining now, I need to get some work done. Peace.
