December 15, 2004

Now show me on the teddy bear where the bad man touched you

Roommate: I'm bored. There's nothing to do.
Me: We could always make out.
Roommate: Uh, no.
Me: Well, I'm out of ideas.

High atop my New Years Resolutions list should be to stop sexually harassing my roommate so much.

Yeah, like that'll ever happen.

At least my roommate realizes that he doesn't always have the most enlightened views towards women, and that my harassment counts as karmic retribution. Now he knows what it's like to be treated as a sex object that guys want to molest.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.