So my roommate is ridiculous. Basically, he is very passive aggressive and never says anything that's pissing him off except through text messages. So today I'm at work and he texts me. Here is a transcript of our text conversation:
*I've been house-sitting for over a week and therefore have not been home.
Him: Hey are you going to take out this trash you just have left in the kitchen?
Me: What trash?
Him: The trash in the kitchen.
Me: I haven't been home to have any trash. Are you going to clean the bathroom? I cleaned the entire thing and have barely used it since and it's gross.
Him: It's your trash from two weeks ago. I was saving it so you could throw it out.
Me: Throw it out yourself. Grow up!
Really? You're going to text me about trash from two weeks ago that you were too lazy to throw out when I'm at work. Really? Grow the fuck up and take out the trash. I don't care whose trash it is. Big Effin Deal. This is like the time he freaked out and tried to tell me that a bag of potatoes that he swore I bought (why would I buy an entire bag of potatoes) rotted and ruined the floor. Who saves trash for 2 weeks? If I wanted to live with a girl I would've made sure my roommate had a vagina.
So this leads me to my search for studio apartments.