I've been sharing my apartment with three other people, none of whom (for various reasons) have to get up and go to work in the morning.
You can imagine how sad it is at 7:45 in the morning, sitting in my common room in only the rainbow glow of my beatifically winking Christmas tree, lacing my shoes in the dark to the choir of snores from three peacefully sleeping people.
It makes a girl feel justified in eating pudding for breakfast.
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oh that stinks. It makes me want to eat pudding for breakfast FOR you.
you probably should, in solidarity!!
I will have a peanut butter bar (topped with chocolate of course) on your behalf!!!!
Maria
Tears! Tears! This is such a sad story I'm going to have to go eat a brownie.
Mmmm...pudding. That's a delicious thought. I hope it was chocolate.
Brutal. Want my toddler to come visit and wake everyone up at 6:15am?
As someone who knows the pain of trying to sleep while your significant other is up dressing and switching on all the lights in the house at 6AM, I would like to offer this conjecture: Maybe they are all working on their novel until 4AM.
Hmm, it makes me want to give you a phone call at 6 AM just because. Oh, well, as long as they don't keep you awake late at night, I guess it works.
Pudding for breakfast needs no justification. Neither does pizza.
Pudding, the breakfast of champions.
You should loudly eat pudding next to their ears so they dream about it, and are jealous :). Justice is served!
Maybe you should hire an unruly mule to prowl in the early hours.
Just so long as you eat ALL the pudding. Might as well drive home the point that the early bird gets the worm...
Hey, at least you don't need to compete for shower time! And you can eat whatever you want for breakfast, and no one will judge you. Unless you blog about it. ;)
I have a husband who gets up before me (at 4:30 a.m. to work at the airport) and a roommate who sleeps until after noon (who works at a restaurant until late into the night). There is never a shortage of hot shower water for any of us.
So, just how loudly can you slurp pudding?
Oh I wholeheartedly agree! Do you at least get to be DONE with your work day before them?
It makes a girl feel justified in eating pudding for breakfast.
So it's not all bad, is what you're saying.
And with the time zone difference, think about how many of your faithful readers on the West Coast are still asleep at 7 EST. Heck, I'm just having my first cup of coffee right now.
I like pizza for breakfast.
Or cake.
DID you slurp the pudding?
Ugh. I've had jobs that required me to get up at 3 am, and jobs that kept me out until dawn.
And always with someone at home that had the nerve to complain.
At least your mates were quiet!
I have the same thing going on in my house. No pudding for breakfast, but I have been tiptoeing through the lounge room like one of those cartoon villans holding a sack with a dollar sign on it.
I thought everybody in NYC shared an apartment with 3 other people and ate pudding for breakfast to compensate.
Except on Park Ave. where they only share with 2 people and eat caviar for breakfast.
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Totally been there! Pudding very much deserved.
lame.
i always hated that when i was in college i felt like i was the only person awake at some ungodly hour.
then i started working the morning shift at a hotel, and i pretty much was the only person awake at some ungodly hour. but i never had pudding for breakfast... i missed out.
you need to play a trick on your roomies. that's your only option now.
Eat whatever you want to. And put the coffee in the grinder too. :-D **insert evil laugh**
You're a great roommate. I had neighbors (in my apartment days) who played disco music all night long accompanied by a bright strobe light.
So: 3 people sleeping over = pudding for breakfast.
Ipso facto, if I convince my extended family to crash in my basement, I should be able to down an entire Black Forest cake before noon.
Hmm...
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