I have a new roommate.
She is a girl.
I just got home from work and there were two dozen Hershey Kiss wrappers on the coffee table, and she was curled up on the couch under a blanket watching snow on the TV.
Then she asked me to play with her.
Then she started complaining about how she was getting fat.
Then she started skipping around the apartment.
Then she started crying.
Then she started laughing hysterically about the fact that she was crying.
Then she ran into my room and started talking about something that I ignored at about 100 mph.
I think it may be her time of the month.
Or she is insane.
That is all.
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