Ranting!

So, I've been having some major issues with my room mates lately. The biggest concern I have is that if I try to say something they will disregard it. Or even worse try to argue. They're not very wholesome people, and up until this point we have never really clashed.

What's changed? Caitlin's boyfriend moved in. Lika moved out and Jason took her room. In the past Caitlin spent most of her nights at Jason's. Maybe one or two nights a week they would stay here. There would be people over maybe once a month, and there's only been 2 or 3 good sized parties in the past 8 months. The weekend after Jason moved in there must have been at least 20 people here. But that party was during the day so noise wasn't a big deal.

What's funny is that Caitlin will complain that the house is dirty and clean everything and then try to discuss how we can split up chores. Like clockwork, as soon as the house is clean they have a party and trash it. Then it stays pretty much the same until the next party. So, they're really slobs but want the house looking shiny for their friends.

Also, I'm a pretty quiet person. It's a little horrifying for me when I come home from work and there's a dozen people giving me funny looks for walking in on their party. It's a little horrifying for me when there's only 2 people giving me funny looks. Last time Bryan was here we had cooked a big meal and there were lots of dishes. Yes, it was a big mess. Caitlin complained to me about how much time Bryan had been spending here and it's inconsiderate to not give a heads-up before he comes to visit.

But having parties 2 or 3 times a week, where people are playing drinking games and cheering/yelling until 3 in the morning, without a heads up is not inconsiderate?

I know I'm not their friend, that is apparent. But I still pay just as much as they do to live in this house. We're sharing it. I need to let them know that I won't be pushed around by them. I know that they can be really cool if the conditions are right. I need to step out of the shadows and let them know that I'm on the same level as them.

Of course my initial reaction is to retaliate. I have plenty of music that I know their beer-drinking, baseball-watching, white bread-eating selves will despise. I hope hangovers go well with Primus...I slammed doors as I left this morning. Though I don't think slamming doors conveys much of a message to them. They don't know any other way to close a door.

It upsets me that Caitlin had to make such a big deal out of a sink full of dishes when I have SO MANY things I need to talk to them about. Sure the parties are the prominent issue right now, but here's a few other things:

Getting rid of old food in the fridge. They don't use the kitchen a lot, and they certainly don't eat a lot of fresh food that needs to be put away. Plus they're total wasteful Americans. So they'll make up a box of mac n' cheese or whatever, eat half of it and put the rest in the fridge. And never touch it again. They eat out a lot. But I'm poor and have to eat at home. And there's never any room in the fridge. It's full of leftovers and half-empty jars of salsa and pasta sauce. And sour cream containers. And country crock. Ew. Stuff that they buy and use for one night and never touch again. It takes up a lot of room! Guess who is the only one that will touch the old rotten food? Yeah...

Once again I have had this blog up for several hours and haven't posted it yet. That's a big enough rant for now.