The Real World: Chicago

Roommates are weird.
They aren't family, they usually aren't close friends, yet you live with these people.
You share the same bathroom, you dance around in the kitchen when cooking, they have probably seen you in various stages of undress.

But soon, they become family.
Like family, you don't really want to hang out with them too much outside the house, but you trust them with your valuables and you hope they would treat you with respect.

I currently live with two dudes.
Which is a bit like Three's Company but the opposite genders.
Much like the show, and much like the Real World, all kinds of crazy goofy, off the wall, only made for TV kinda shit goes down.



There have been screaming matches at 3am.
There have been cups thrown against the ground.
There have been all night drinkathons while watching The Office.

But like family, secret hatred and fighting always comes around.
Currently, I'm mad at both roommates.

Roommate #1 has been locking my cat in his room and complaining about the SMELL even though I have changed cat litter and cat food and own not one but TWO air fresheners (while cleaning the box every other, if not, every day.)
Now my room is a hot box and my cat is a prisoner. All because my roommate has the snoz of a drug-sniffing dog.

Roommate #2 leaves his beer bottles, boxes and god knows what else his drunk ass can leave all over the house. He also uses my drinking cups and then breaks them. I have 4 plastic cups that survived, but my glasses are down to a measly three. Did I mention he's a drunk.

While I miss the days of living alone, walking around in my underwear, letting the title screen to Scrubs play forever on my TV, and of course, talking to my cat, I guess there are upsides to having roommates.

1) Rent is cheap as SHIT.
2) When you need to bitch, someone is there to pretend to listen.
3) Did I mention cheap rent?

Honestly, I love living alone. But I couldn't get a place this size for this price in this location without them.

So while they make me want to find a subletter (which has to be a task given to those in the 5th ring of hell), I'll stay.
I mean shit, my lease ends March 31st, 2010.
That's not so far, is it?