Resurrection!

I am back. With a vengence. I have a new flatmate. And she pisses me off.

I'm living in a two bedroomed flat with a small living room and a combined kitchen/laundry. I call my place "The Habitat". It is like a place that wild animals live in. It is always filthy. I work four days a week in another city, so my flatmate has plenty of time to clean up after herself.

Todays reasons my flatmate pisses me off:

The beyiyatch came home at midday, still drunk, and dropped an empty kebab wrapper on the kitchen floor, spilling lettuce and chili sauce on the floor, next to the garbage bin. She could not understand my objection to this behaviour. She just burped and went to bed.