^ I think I would have preferred starving myself that night.
Came back to an otherwise sparkling apartment today to find my roommate couldn't muster the decency to do the dishes FOR ONCE IN THE SEMESTER before he left for Thanksgiving break. I wouldn't be so aggravated if I didn't do them every single day without saying shit to him about it. And once I confronted him (not a passive aggressive guy myself), the cunt got defensive and used my cooking habits as a justification for never doing them before.
What. The. Fuck.
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