Ahoy there, skippy.
Don't be offended, I call everyone that at some point in me knowing them.
Anyway, now that second semester is nipping at my heels, attempting to start consuming me and my sanity . . . or something like that . . . I have requested some rules that my best pal and her roommate established for their dorm room which I believe could work nicely for my dorm room.
- No dance parties while Jenna is gone (Jenna is NOT my roommate, she's five hours away)
- Door = LOCKED when we have our pants around our ankles (. . . Yeah. Don't want to be caught in a compromising situation, but my roommate walks loudly enough I can hear him coming.)
- No taking naps instead of doing homework (TV instead of homework is okay) (I'm highly likely to break this one.)
- No dying! (I make no promises)
- Don’t turn down Combos (Obvious. It's free food, you never turn down free food. Ever.)
- No murdering with spoons (Again, I make no promises.)
- Jenna must bring her keys (I tend to leave my keys in my room, all the time, unless I leave the building)
- Don’t panic! (This one may be an issue toward Finals)
- No Yankees fans (Also obvious. This is Twins Territory, deal with it.)
- No expired food . . . in the fridge. (I will go on an axe murdering rampage if this happens. Okay, not really, I'm not violent at all. I will however put in my angry eyes)
Most of these have exceptions and are plenty self explanatory. If there are any questions, please don't hesitate to ask. However, I feel obligated to tell you that if you ask an obvious question, I will be forced to mock you. If we can abide by these rules, I truly believe we can have a successful and pleasant second semester.
P.S. This post is not what I originally had in mind. This is simply a whole lot easier than trying to reign in my train of thought on the other one I had planned on posting. Just throwing that out there.
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