Friday, December 24, 2010

Boys are dirt

Today as I was exiting the metro to go home, the guy in front of me kept looking back at me with some strange look.  This isn't too unusual but as we got on the escalator I realized why he was doing so.  He was walking with his hands behind his back and his digital camera was facing me and playing PORN. WHO DOES THIS?! I wanted to snatch it but I didn't feel like getting in a fight and my Chinese is too bad to argue or cuss someone out so I just stared at my fingernails.

Then, I get home and I go upstairs thinking I'll watch a Christmas movie. WRONG.  My straight male roommates left for a three day vacation (YAY!) and they left "the man cave" a mess.  As if all the random couchsurfers we have hadn't run our bills up enough, they left their lights on.  So I bitched and complained and blogged about it but you know what else I did?  I cleaned it. This is against my moral code since I was raised by decent human beings who taught me to clean up my own mess.  Merry Christmas you filthy animals.
Usually before I  leave for a 3 day vacation I try to clean up a bit although it must have been a struggle for them to catch that 11am flight (note my sarcasm, that is not early).

Oh so thats where ALL of our plastic cups are.  I cringed while cleaning up crusty peanutbutter.

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