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a rant
I love my apartment and I love my friends. I love having lots of people here all the time. I love cooking for my friends and making them drinks because I love them and their presence makes me happy.
I do not, however, love the following:
-I do not love other people using my kitchen to bake things I can't eat then leaving kitchen a mess and taking my pans with them.
-I do not love sharing my alcohol with people who aren't my friends. Buy your own.
-I do not love constantly throwing out 3/4 full drinks. People who waste alcohol make baby Jesus cry.
-I do not love when razorblades or 3 1/2 inch tattoo needles are lost in my living room.
-That being said... on what planet is it ever okay to give yourself a tattoo in someone else's living room???
-I do not love when stuff is thrown off the balcony, because although in theory a balcony is the perfect trash chute, due to the design of this building and the location of my parking spot all trash falls directly onto my car.
-And speaking of cars... if yours is in my spot and I don't recognize it and/or don't like you and/or didn't give you permission to park there, it WILL get towed. I feel no remorse over towing cars- if you don't believe me, ask AssPI.
Daddy paid all my credit card bills yesterday and didn't even yell at me for spending $4,000. I was so shocked that I had to go shopping to celebrate.
Mooni leaves for India tonight :(
Also, Kerry Piper tried to bring me up to Kappa Delta Standards on 4th of July for waking her up at midnight and lighting a sparkler in her room. Does she not realize that once you kick someone out you can no longer use sorority authority to reprimand them for pissing you off? Someone'sgonna have some serious problems dealing with conflict when she gets into the real world.
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