so for the 2nd time in my life, i'm living with a roommate that i met through craigslist. the first time was when i lived in astoria, and my then roommate decided to move to san diego to go to graduate school. being that i loooved my apartment (and the rent that i paid), i decided rather than moving, to post an ad for a roommate on craigslist.

she and i got along for the most part. we didn't really hang out. we made an attempt to hang out once or twice, but for the most part we were roommates as opposed to friends.

when astoria roommate #2 moved out, i decided that i didn't want to look for yet another roommate to move in, but also because i got a puppy and my landlord didn't allow pets. so the apartment search commenced. and although i was THIS CLOSE to signing a lease with 2 other friends for a cute 3 br we found through a broker, it fell through and we went our separate ways.

so back to the drawing board (aka craigslist). at this point i was living with friends who were nice enough to let me crash there rent-free and didn't want to out-stay my welcome. so i found someone looking for a roommate in a 2-br in hell's kitchen. i looked at the apartment, i liked it, he showed it to others, he called me back and gave me the apartment.

my room is small, as is the apartment, but the rent is the right price and he doesn't mind my dog. all in all, it's a great deal. but then i remember i'm living with a boy, which i've only done twice. once was with my brother, but i obvs didn't have to deal with cleaning up after him because my mom did that. and then the 2nd time was when my then boyf moved in with me temporarily after he graduated college so that he could save up and find his own place (only to later dump me).

to the point of this entry, there are many reasons my roommate annoys me, but lately, it's the "not cleaning after himself" thing that bothers me lately. dirty dishes, NEVER cleaned the apartment i.e. mopped the floor, clean the bathroom. keep in mind, i've lived there for 5 months now. it's disgusting. that place would be as gross as when i moved in if it weren't for me.

and to make matters worse, my 27-year old boy roommate has his 16 year old brother visiting. when he told me, he told me the day before that his brother was coming to visit. this was on a thursday night and his brother came in on a friday. naturally, i thought this meant for the weekend. NO. I WAS WRONG. on sunday he casually mentions something about how he doesn't know how to keep his brother entertained for the next 2 weeks. TWO WEEKS! try cleaning up after two boys. they put recycling in the trash, trash in the recycling, wet towels in the bathroom, hairs in the sink. it's so gross. and one of them drank my bottled water.

i don't think i'll live with a boy again until i move in with a boyfriend. of course i need to worry about getting a boyfriend first...