Dr. Angel to OR-1

So, I've successfully performed my first timely roommate removal. The home was about to rupture and become inoperable, but I was able to find a viable replacement and opted to turn it into transplant. It's rare a perfect match is readily available.

The home will be closely monitored but we don't expect the event of an eventual roommate rejection, but I'm accepting all praise and applause, and plan to venture out to try new procedures.

More on Apt. Mates

...no, weed didn't have anything to do with anything. I'm just thankful to the growers.

I'm also a natural-born writer/editor, so the part about my most favoritest room/apartment mate should have been a new paragraph. Sorry to all of my esteemed English instructors. I didn't mean to shame you.

Now I'm taking my wings off and going to bed.

Apartment Mates

I don't know why we call people with whom we don't share rooms, roommates. An office is a room, yet we call the people in it office mates or co-worker. That implies that it's a cooperative work environment when, hell, we know that isn't always the case.

In 3 years I've had 5 very brief apartment mate experiences. This would lead one to think that maybe the problem is me. YET, I'm the one who's been able to maintain the apartment for the entire 3 years thanks to the minimal help of these idiots who we'll just call "DL" (not Hughley or however you spell that rich, funny, short guy's name...but you can guess why), "Baldy", "Gurly", "Curly", and "Juwanna Man Real Bad". All of these people are pretending to be grown, none of them have living offspring, but all caused this SBF financial and severe mental stress. Thanks for all the weed growers around the world. My 6 year old has been the best roommate/apartment mate I've ever had.