More Evil Children

K4: my niece knew how to work a vcr before she could read.
CelluloidAngel: HA!
CelluloidAngel: my little cousin knows how to work the computer. he's 3.
CelluloidAngel: I'd be proud, but he's a little asshole, so it pisses me off that he gets to play with such massive technology at such a young age.
CelluloidAngel: he's the only kid who's managed to make me totally despise him.
CelluloidAngel: other kids, sure, they can bug you...but damn, this kid is just a little asshole
CelluloidAngel: he's going to grow up to be a total asswipe
CelluloidAngel: he doesn't even sleep in his own bed
CelluloidAngel: well, maybe now he does considering his parents just conceived again...but dammit, three years old, sleeps with his parents
CelluloidAngel: and he has his own cool little bed- it's a car.
CelluloidAngel: how sick is that?
CelluloidAngel: don't think there hasn't been family convos about that when they aren't around
CelluloidAngel: the grandparents totally shit bricks
K4: they should eat more bran.
K4: here's one...if i haven't already told you about this....another boscov's story
K4: there's this woman in the fitting room, and her husband is sitting in one of the chairs outside, waiting for her to get done. as she comes parading out in a dress, i see a toddler inside reach up to the door and try to lock it. i tell her, "I think he's gonna lock you out." she replies, "Oh, there's another child in there with him, it's okay."
K4: I shrug and think nothing of it, until i see the other "Child". he's a boy. a boy on his way to becoming a man.
K4: with the slightest traces of facial hair.
CelluloidAngel: ok.
CelluloidAngel: I just burst out laughing.
CelluloidAngel: the whole fucking neighborhood heard that.
CelluloidAngel: SICK!
CelluloidAngel: that's totally lolita pervy
K4: even the father thinks it's weird for him to be in the DRESSING ROOM with her. he keeps telling her, "Why is he even in there? That's a ladies' dressing room, he shouldn't be in there. Have him come out here."
K4: she insists that he's her "little dresser." this woman is not handicapped.
K4: she's in her late 40's if that.
CelluloidAngel: she's going with the whole older woman/younger man trend, isn't she?
CelluloidAngel: that kid is sooo going to be gay
CelluloidAngel: did you die laughing or did she just ask you why your jaw was on the floor?
CelluloidAngel: put this in your livejournal!
CelluloidAngel: this is classic!
CelluloidAngel: copyright it all
CelluloidAngel: write a book: adventures in retail
K4: she does not need help dressing and undressing. she also says that he's helping to take care of "Brandon" the toddler in there. the husband insists, "Have both of them come out here, I can watch Brandon." Finally she gives in, and they go to sit in the chairs.
K4: More than anything, I was wondering how the three of them fit in a room that was 3'x3', with her moving around and changing.

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I knew it!

I KNEW Britney Spears was a Nazi!

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Crisischick81, you're such a bitch!

Gah. So there's this grad student in damncollegekids that's totally raining on the parade of this girl who's excited about college. I mean, all this girl has been doing is making obsessive post after obsessive post about starting college, so excited that she can't even count days until classes start.

So anyway, this Crisisbitch (ha! I came up with that all by myself!) is like totally being mean by giving this aries girl sound advice about college life and stuff, like telling her she's a freshman and telling her that her raised expectations might be trod upon if she doesn't stay realistic. I mean, gah! Like, this girl is totally not a freshman, right? Well, I mean, like, it's her first year of college and she registered as a freshman, but, like, I mean, she took AP classes, so she has a few credits, ok? She knows the college experience. I mean, Crisischick is a grad student. She's probably forgotten completely what college is like, right? I mean, all grad students are like old and stuff, right?

So anyway, Crisischick, if you read this, you're just a fuckin' bitch. You know, just because someone types something in a public journal in a community on the internet where everyone and anyone can read it, and they even have up a message board so people can add comments and discuss the posts, doesn't give you any right to stick your nose in other people's businessess. Gah. Fer sure.

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Yes. ANOTHER Entry tonight.

So. Allow me to take you through the rollercoaster ride that is the fifth roommate adventure. Step right up. Must be at least 4'5" to view this entry.

June: Sent letter from Rowan saying we may possibly be pentupled, and asking if we have anyone in mind we'd like to volunteer before we get stuck with random girl. Robin, Willow, Sally, and I shrug it off. We don't know anyone else who is roomless that we'd like to live with. Anyway, the letter said "maybe."

Sally, living in Triad and taking summer classes, has a visit from maintenance guys who are bunking beds in preparation for pentupling and sextupling in Triad. She doesn't see any apartments from our place on the list, and doesn't think we'll get an extra.

July: No news from Rowan is good news, right? Though Celluloid Angel tells me that when she called Rowan, the woman at the Res Life office that she talked to was actually her old RA. According to the RA, EVERYONE is tripled/pentupled, and there are still about 100 people who were guaranteed housing that have no housing. Looks like we're gonna have a fifth.

August: Rowan has sent us a postcard telling us when to move in, but no letter about who our fifth is. Two weeks before move in day, I visit Res Life to ask if there's an extra name among us. There's an open space, but no fifth girl. Booyah. Even by Rowan standards, it's pretty shitty not to tell someone where they're living two weeks before classes start.

Last Saturday: Robin calls. We have a fifth. Her name is "Mandi!" and she likes to go to bed at 9:30. She'll be fed up with us within a week. Mandi didn't know she'd be living in an apartment with 4 girls. Rowan only gave her the numbers of who they believe to be her roommates, Willow and Robin. (That's another Rowan fuckup entirely, as Robin and I said we'd be sharing a room, and Willow and Sally in the other bedroom.)

Today: Robin IMs me while I'm online checking my eBay auctions. "I'm supposed to tell you we don't have a fifth anymore." She didn't want to take living with four girls, so she got a single in Mimosa.

...

Let that sink in for a moment. Where did this single come from? If it was vacant, shouldn't she have been there in the first place, instead of Rowan pentupling her? Maybe Mandi has an Angry Jewish Mom™ who called the school until they gave her a private room. Hmmm...Still. Every room on campus has more people than allowed by fire safety standards, yet there's just a single sitting around with no one assigned? Bah.

Oh well.

And I just realised that my computer looks REALLY bare without any action figures/minibusts/good luck fortune cats on it.

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