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In my apartment:
I'm the only one who ever washes all the dishes. I can't stand a dirty sink. I also do the vacuuming, dusting, and cleaning/mopping up the kitchen/bathroom often. I guess my mom just raised me well. The trash bags often collect in the common area, and I do admit to being lazy to take it out. Usually I end up helping one of my roommates take it all out at some point (every other week or so). So I pretty much just do all the housework in the apartment despite me having a much busier schedule than anyone else that lives here. The last thing that ticks me off is thermostat control. My black roommate walks around in fourteen layers of clothing when its 80+ degrees outside and insists on keeping the heater on in the apartment. I've finally taken measures to jam the thermostat to airconditioning (BEHOLD THE POWER OF WAX AND MEDICAL TAPE). I've also put a sign "Swimming Pool" above it for scare tactics. Most amazing jew boots |
My big thing is people who use bread and leave the bread bad kinda half open or folded over, and the little twist tie either on the table or worse, on the floor. When I go to use bread, it's all stale or moldy. Freaking pisses me off when usually I'm the only one to buy bread.
I do love though how many of us are sitting silent when we've done the things bitched about in this thread and sit idly by and twiddle their thumbs, Like the trash barrel thing, I've been guilty before. This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it. I have nothing clever to put here. |
I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?
"You can't win, Pilate. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine."-Jesus
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I'm glad my sis' the one that's doing the dishes. ^^'
But let's see, I hate:
That's about it. I was speaking idiomatically. |
I have bad allergies and am extremely allergic to dust, so probably dust. I can't stand the sight of it, and I get a lot of it.
What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?
THE PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES ARE YOUR 2008 WORLD SERIES CHAMPIONS.
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Since this thread has kind of turned in to a roommate complaint thread I'll take a stab:
I am the only person to take out the trash. I thought once, "You know what? I'll let it pile up until they take it out." It turned into a game to them to see how long it could pile up until I finally couldn't handle it anymore. Just last night my roommate just gets up, piss drunk, and pees in the trashcan, missing mostly. My roommate can't sing, but he attempts. Loudly. My roommate insists on freezing temperatures. I don't think it's unreasonable to have the room at room temperature. I hate waking up shivering. They are loud. Is it unreasonable to want to go to sleep at 1:00AM on a wednesday night?! Wednesday is when they've started getting drunk down here at the end of the semester. The noise they make, oh Lord, the noise! They somehow get the entirety of my hall who's drunk at that hour in the room and start punching on the dressers. I wake up always. In short, I'd rather disembowel myself than live in this room for one more day than I have to. FELIPE NO |
I think the most annoying stuff around my places is my roommate. It's like a battle between north and south. I could say a lot more, but it mostly deals with personality rather than stuff (as I guess is the topic) so I have listed a few stuff that annoys me.
What really caused me to get anal was when I had these fudge-covered graham crackers in my room. I let her have a couple just to be nice. One day, I was studying in my room and she all of a sudden walks in, looks at my shelf, steals 2 of them (without asking me) and then leaves. I don't understand it! I'm in the room, you could at least ask. I now hide my junk food under my bed and in my dressers. I live in an old dorm though, so there was an occasion where rats had broke in and gnawed at my Nurtri-Grain bars.
What, you don't want my bikini-clad body? "Oh, for My sake! Will you people stop nagging me? I'll blow the world up when I'm ready."--Jehova's Blog |
I was just wondering if we could use curse words in thread title outside of the Sewers. Question answered. I will, from now on, use it as a replacement for genuine urgency.
Seriously, I dump whatever it is I think that will fit down the sink hole. Be that dead goldfish or candy wrappers. Who cares? I'm not gonna deal with the repercussions. What a fine way of thinking. Jam it back in, in the dark. |
I'm staying at my boyfriend's apartment for the summer and he and his roomate, to say the least, are not clean fellows.
We are on the third floor and there are ROACHES in the BATHROOM. The bathroom sink is stopped up and covered in facial hair. A colony of little gray bugs -- a COLONY -- has taken up residence in the half-filled rice cooker that's BEEN half-filled for about a month now. They've been talking about throwing the rice cooker out but haven't gotten around to it yet. Bugs keep hatching from the mold. The list goes on, but I'm stopping there because now I have the heebie-jeebies. They claim that they're going to clean up the apartment before I move in. God willing. There's nowhere I can't reach.
Prepare the PLANET SMASHAA
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Moved to ANGST~
This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it. |
When I went on a holiday trip with friends after completing Year 12, I was "unofficially" designated the "house-cleaner", cleaning up the mess of 8 guys.
They got drunk, they ate, they partied, they played games and they went to the beach. Of course I did them all too but only while they weren't doing it. I washed, I cooked, I cleaned and I made sure that the friend who's beach house we were in was all intact for until 9 days after. Oh my fricking god I swear the dishes were like the leaning tower of Piza I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body? |
the other day I found shavings in my sink. ANGRY NOISES. they have their own fucking sink. if they want to mess that one up, go right ahead. LEAVE MINE ALONE. ;_; actually you know what, just sharing a bathroom with them in general. you have no idea how gross it is to have to use the bathroom in the middle of the night and step in something wet because someone has bad aim and thinks that it'll clean itself up if they just don't acknowledge its presence. Most amazing jew boots |
My bastard roommates NEVER take out the trash, and never run the dishwasher. That's right, we have a DISHWASHER, and they're STILL too lazy to do dishes.
What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?
Feel free to express your own WRONG opinion!
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when my brothers and I still lived together they both used to put their used kleenex in the sink so not only did they get soggy, but someone else inevitably had to clean it up. Not only that but they never cleaned up after they went to the washroom, there were times when there was pee all ofver the floor around the toilet. Sickening. I'm so glad their habits are someone else's prblem now.
FELIPE NO Baaah~ |
My sister's experimental healthy cooking. She thinks just because it's green and there's no meat, adding a bit of soy sauce and stir frying it makes it a tasty meal. She forces these things on me. She then gets insulting when I don't finish or take a few bites. She'd buy all these healthy items and try to mix them all together. I don't think she understands the concept of cooking in the first place.
When I cook I like to mix healthy ingredients into already established meals and guess who eats like a pig when I serve dinner. It bothers me that she is such a hypocrite. She calls my cooking unhealthy or too fattening or bad for you while she's literally licking her plate clean with her tongue in front me at the table. What, you don't want my bikini-clad body? A lie can run around the world before the truth has got its boots on. [Terry Pratchett - The Truth] |
There's only one thing that really hacks me off about home life, and it only occurs when I'm staying at my brother's place. He has two roommates - Both of whom have day jobs. (My brother actually recently gave his up, but here I'm speaking about what it was like when he did have one.)
Problem is, whenever any of them go food shopping, they tend to forget that I'm in the flat. Now, whenever I'm there and they're all out at the office, I'll just be at home all day sleeping,gaming, listening to music and raping the internet. Food is a problem. I'll usually sleep in until 11 AM or so (by which stage everyone will have been long gone), and when I head to the kitchen, there's little or no cereal left, and bugger-all in the way of real food (last time I was lucky to find a carton of soup and a few carrots). As a result, I tend to spend days hungry until one of them comes home at around six. And with no money, I can't exactly go out and get some for myself. I've got a quirky metabolism, so when I'm hungry I'm starving, and I get hungry fast. It's not a pleasant tradeoff for a few days of a 48 megabit connection. Oh, and I have plenty of sob stories to tell about boarding school. Only one that comes to mind involves someone's fucking phone alarm always going off at five AM and they never get out of bed to turn it off. Jam it back in, in the dark. |