Thursday, April 07, 2005
Casa Muy Loco
So now that everyone has been livng together in the house over a month it's getting kinda hectic in there. Starting to realize everyone's quirks and most of all to notice just how damn noisy it is in that place!! Everyone plays their radios super loud..no one louder than Nigel who lives in the room behind mine..at times his bass shakes my windows..not acceptable!! Then there's Sebastian the wacky German who brought his trumpet with him all the way from Germany to torment all of us practicing. Couple of weeks ago Sebastian got his bag "stolen" from a bar..called my phone at like 1am in hysterics, slurring..saying they took my bag and I don't have keys..so once he got home he then couldn't get into his room so he decided to break down the door...kept running at it full force just like in the movies until he busted it open..ruining the door frame, he had been on a law school pub crawl when his bag was "taken", the next day he got a call from a bar saying they found it on the floor. Ever since then we've called him the incredible hulk. Then there's Jack the 18 year old who always has his TV blaring, I was woken up at 7am yesterday morning by Mr. Burns saying "Excellent". Jann who has the room between me and Jack's is always banging on Jack's wall for him to turn it down which is of course just as loud if not louder than the TV. Jann has his share of music on but he only turns it on when he has a woman in his room, which surprisingly often, he's currently sleeping with 3 of the girls in the house, he's such a skeeze and I told him so..he didn't know what that meant but I explained and he thought it was funny and he's all yes I am in fact a skeeze..crazy germans. Also I'm Jann's hairdresser, he often knocks on my door to have me tidy up his haircut..in exchange for beer of course. Then night before last when we were out bbq ing apparently the police came to our house looking for my roommate Warrick..nice..glad I missed that.
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