I can't stand people who amuse themselves. Well, I should rephrase that…because it's not that simple. I can't stand people who laugh at every fucking statement that they make. Especially when their laugh is a loud cackle that could make ears bleed.
I also can't stand people who lack the ability to sit quietly for more than two minutes. Holy fucking hell, at 30 years old one ought to be able to just shut the fuck up for a moment. Especially if an activity requiring a little attention is taking place. Like watching tv. It's *awesome* to not be able to hear the new episode of South Park becuase someone either has to talk the entire time or Won't Stop Laughing over the already loud tv. Seriously. If I can hear you three rooms away, you're too fucking loud.
Finally, what kind of person invites/allows his fuckbuddy-friend-whatever come over when the other roommate is too sick to, well, move. Isn't that rude? I mean, I never let people come over when he's sick..or going through stupid crap or whatever. Because I think that one's home should be..oh, I dunno…a safe haven. You shouldn't have to deal with the outside world when you're sick or upset or whatever. Obviously this concept is lost on some people.
I swear I just want to be left the fuck alone. I can't even go to bed right now becuase of the loudness. I've lost my earplugs in the move so I'll sadly hear ever damn word. The cackling. Then, when they go to “bed” and start fucking…I'll get to hear that as well. Lovely. Please excuse me while I go slit my wrists.
