Can men and women ever just be roommates?
My lease is running out, and I'm scrambling for new roommates. Or apartment-mates I should say, because I'd never share an actual bedroom with another person. (How are you supposed to have FightClub-style sex with someone sleeping in the next bed?)
Right, so at the moment I live with two uptight bitches who leave me sassy notes on the refridgerator when I forget to fill up the ice tray. Let's just say we do not plan on sharing an apartment (or anything at all) ever again.
I've got a few options:
1. I could live at the sorority house. Or I could throw myself into oncoming traffic.
2. I could live alone, but this is super expensive and not that fun. And kindof scary.
2. I could live with this chick Hailey but I don't know her that well, and she could turn out to be pyscho. Girls are like that. You think you know them, then a few months later, BAM hellooo craziness. (I am not like this. I promise...)
3. This is why I'm thinking that I could live with these two guy friends of mine. But the boy I'm sexing up is good friends with them, and he kinda wants to live with them too. There's no way we'd all live together, as living with anyone you'd date is a disastrous idea. Now I'm beginning to think that even living with people he's good friends with might turn out to be awkward later on because I actually like this one.
Gross, I'm getting sorta attached. I used to never do this*. Shit, whatever happened to the assertive, bitchtastic me that just fucked boys then fucked them over? I used to be so much cooler. I'm losing my edge.
*There was this musician Max that I kinda sorta crushed on, but we're just going to pretend he died or something, preferably suicide.
