"Houseguests -- like fish -- begin to smell after three days." -Benjamin Franklin
Franklin is not nearly recognized enough for his practical genius... just when you think you know all the ways the man is a genius, you discover a new maxim that strikes true in another way and realize he's the source of it.
But I have to keep this short, as I am currently writing in secret from my room, with houseguest in other room. Mostly sleeping. AGAIN. And snoring. VERY loudly. It was exhausting for her to sit on my couch literally the ENTIRE day (she did get up to the to the bathroom, but seriously, I brought her food, the phone, etc. because she didn't want to get up and I didn't want to fight) and thought that was fine - as she told at least 16 people that's what was happening while on the phone with them. And the rest of the time she was watching TV on her laptop with the volume all the way up.
She's leaving tomorrow. And if she doesn't choose to leave voluntarily (hopefully as soon as possible), I will remove her. Some people are fine as friends and then they turn into Godzilla on Vacay in your small apartment and you just can't seem to find your way out of the subway station into the light...
Sadly I'm excited to get her out and then get to clean up my apartment and buy more food because it's useless to try while she's still here. It scares me that I'm looking forward to cleaning and grocery shopping. Though today's highlight involved my car repair taking longer than expected resulting in a legitimate reason to read in the relative quiet of the autoshop waiting room (it's relative and not an oxymoron, I swear).
