lets see if anything has changed since 2007:

1: when your male housemate takes your clothes out of the washing machine to put his in and puts all your clothes into the clothes dryer as he just assumes everything can go in the dryer when it can’t! Recipe for disaster!

2: when your housemates use your brand new Tefal frypan and scratch the s*#t out of it!

3: when your housemate gets up early on a Sunday morning and proceeds to talk on the phone at full volume right outside your bedroom door.

4: when your housemate TELLS you people are coming to stay for a while, they don’t ask if it’s ok.. Or they say so and so is coming from this date to this date… i hope that’s ok! Like i have a choice!

5: when your housemate uses kitchen scissors I bought for cutting things in the bathroom, probably his hair… god knows!

I shudder when i think about it.. yes it’s Sam again… Up to his old tricks… For some reason Sam thinks its totally acceptable to cut his fingernails and toenails outside the front door. We have an undercover section with seats outside our front door, where people sometimes sit. Sam goes outside, sits on the chair and cuts his fingernails and toenails and just leaves them there all over the ground! Ewww, on numerous occasions I have gone outside only to greeted by his offcuts. It really makes me sick! And he just went outside and did it! argh!!!

This morning we found out that we have an rental inspection tomorrow. Luckily i snooped at a letter on the kitchen bench and saw the notice from the agent, as nobody else had read it. So tonight we all get home from work, and as per usual Sam is sitting at the computer typing like a madman. Meg and i start cleaning, Sam doesnt budge from the computer. Meg then asks Sam if he could wipe the surfaces in the bathroom. Sams Response: “i cleaned recently” and he stayed glued to the computer. I then stated that I too had done a clean recently and that it wasnt my turn but that wasnt stopping me lending a hand. I actually stupidly thought he would then get up and help, but no….

this fell on deaf ears….

He stayed at the computer for a bit longer as we cleaned around him (literally!!), he then went to his room, got changed and then went out for the evening.

I honestly dont know why his selfishness continues to surprise me.. but it honestly does!

For example last weekend i mentioned that the kitchen floor was a feral mess as it hadnt been cleaned since i last did it. (god knows why i needed to mention it as it was blatantly obvious) A day or so later he moved the mop and bucket inside, and then they sat in the kitchen for about 4 days, and then were moved outside again… no mopping involved!

Sam is fast becoming my pet hate!

I just got home from work and sat down at the computer, enjoying the fact i have nothing to complain about… haha that didn’t last long. A minute after I sat down, In comes Sam and his 5 year old niece. She then starts bouncing a ball around me as i sit at the computer and then Sam says “Milly is staying tonight”. Not.. “Do you mind if Milly stays tonight?” which is what you’d expect in a share accommodation situation. Sam also recently asked me if his friend, her husband and their 2 young kids could stay for a week… in our small 3 bedroom house with a tiny loungeroom (and they’d sleep in the lounge room). Honestly, i cant believe he’d even ask.. what a nightmare!

Afterall.. if i wanted to live in my own personal Big Brother house I would have auditioned for Big Brother!

I tidied the kitchen/house yesterday and today i woke up in my own personal nightmare! There were glasses EVERYWHERE, empty champagne bottles in random places throughout the house, food wrappers, dirty dishes.. the list could go on and on..

i have one question…. WHY CAN’T PEOPLE WASH DISHES AS THEY USE THEM?

Especially since Sam broke our dishwasher by using big square plates in it, which broke the water sprayer thing off. It seems odd that dishes always seem to make it to the sink, but never any further. And if by some miracle they do manage to get washed, they get stacked on the dish drainer and keep getting piled and piled up higher on top of each other until I put then all away.

You’d think living in a share house would mean ‘sharing’ some of the responsibilities. Maybe we need Big Brother to come in and set allocated chores for my housemates and ensure they get punished if they dont do them?

How would you feel being in a communal room in your house when two other people come in and start kissing passionately, groping, and… cringe…. dare i say it… babytalking?

I personally CANT STAND IT ! And can say with confidence that i never do it! This is a regular occurence in my house and it seriously makes me want to be sick. Get a room! (its only about 4 footsteps away for gods sake!)

Even typing this makes me cringe….. argh!

Ok this is one of my pet peeves! We have a computer in our loungeroom with an old stye keyboard. Sam uses the computer ALOT and he has the really annoying habit of typing really loudly. Im not being petty I promise! (to get some idea: Type as hard as you can on your keyboard now… and multiply that noise by 10 and you’ll get some idea of how loud i am talking!)  Sometimes we will be sitting in the loungeroom watching a movie or tv and Sam will come in and sit at the computer and start typing, which shouldn’t be a major issue, but it is. Is typing is soooo loud he makes it impossible to hear the tv. It’s only him that has this issue as we are all capable of typing quietly on this keyboard.

And he has the habit of sitting in the loungeroom talking loudly, i mean really loudly on his mobile phone, when everyone else is trying to watch something on tv. Seriously.. why cant he leave the room?? it drives me INSANE!!!

There is nothing more enjoyable than witnessing your housemate come home in the middle of the day, pissed as a fart. I just watched Sam walk through the front door, he then stumbled through the house, just made it to the bathroom and proceeded to spew his guts up for over 5 mins, with the door wide open, making horrible repulsive noises.  I actually don’t know if he made it to the toilet, i’m too scared to go back into the bathroom now.

1) The seat lives in the down position. End of story!  See above photo if additional clarification is required.

2) Please remove any decorations in the bowl that you leave behind – before you vacate the bathroom.

3) Toilet-paper is a clever invention. But it doesn’t change itself once it runs out. Its not THAT clever.

4) There is a button on the top of the toilet. Normal people press it once they are finished on the toilet. Try it some time.

Aaarrrgh!

As if its not bad enough that they use up all the bread I buy before I even get to open it, but this morning I get up – and find my bread has been used in my own sandwich press to make toasted baked bean sandwiches.

That may not seem so bad, until you see the mass of vomit-like squashed baked beans now living in my sandwich maker.

It is asking too much that Sam cleans up my sandwich maker – especially after using my bread to make his damn sandwiches!

Very annoyed….