photo courtesy of waterstain
sometimes i wonder if my roommate disagrees with me just to disagree with me. just on little things he does it. and it annoys me. for instance, i bought prego on our last grocery run because i'm sick of having ragu. we've had it since december. the same two types, except when i go shopping, i'd get different things. he was eating raviolis for lunch yesterday with the prego sauce. and after three bites he said "i think i like ragu more. prego is too tart. do you have a preference?" now... this basically means, 'when i (meaning stephen, this is him talking) go grocery shopping i'm going to buy ragu, cause i like it more and you don't have a preference.' but in response i said "well i don't know if i ever had prego, but i thought change would be good cause i'm sick of having ragu, cause we've always had it." his response... silence. i'm so sick of things going his way. it's annoying. and then he went out yesterday and bought a fruit bowl at target. he's like "isn't it cute?" um... yeah... i guess, if you're into that sorta thing. i guess we we just have different ways of living. he likes to doll things up unnecessarily. i'm pretty plain jane when it comes to anything. OH and this really doesn't have anything to do with anything, but friday he comes home and he's all "i heard this awesome song on the radio, but i don't know who sings it... do you know?" and then he proceeds to sing "whatever tomorrow brings i'll be there... with open arms and open eyes..." and i'm thinking to myself... that song has been out for months... and you're treating it like a brand new song. but i just bite my lip and say... "oh, that's incubus, the song is called 'drive'". i don't know, but lately it's been the little things that irk me about him. and i really can't deal anymore. or maybe i just don't want to deal...
so i went to nancy's wedding last night. nancy is a girl that grew up the street from us. she's a year younger than my sis. we usta play all the time when we were kids. it was a pretty decent night. well, for not knowing more than like 10 people. i just wish i brought a date. there was this couple that was sitting at our table. nancy graduated with the girl but hasn't seen her since a little after graduation, which was about 9 years ago. LONG time. anyway. i started chatting with them at the table and the guy, chris, was really cool. we started talking about rage and queensryche and korn and everything. it was a great conversation. ha ha. only i wish he was single. he did bring me out to slow dance to "i don't wanna miss a thing" by aerosmith. and then that ended.... and "smooth criminal" by michael jackson came on. i'm like "dude, have you heard alien ant farm with this song? it's so awesome" it was a fun night. i had a good time anyway. i even danced with my dad to some song. some random "celebrate good times wedding ish song" my dad's crazy. i can't keep up. my mother just looked on from the edge of the dance floor laughing at us. as did the rest of our table. oh well. i had a good time, and didn't get wasted.... unlike my parents *think* that i did.
i've been thinking about moving lately. for the past week or so. i've gone on rent.net and bostonapartments.com to look for places. i've been thinking about moving to the south shore. which i don't really want to do... but.... it could be worth it too. a north shore girl moving to the south shore. hmmmm.... i just don't think that i can hack it with stephen for another year. it's just not going to happen. so.... i'm looking. not actively, but i'm looking.