well I'm back in my own little corner of rented space.
I'm slightly disgruntled.
I cleaned before I left.
it is not clean now.
it would also seem that someone was using my comp while I was gone and looking at porn. lovely.
looks like there is a big old talk in store.
I swear it's like talking to a brick wall.
I don't want to be anyone's mother but I feel like I have to put down my foot and say "if you can't behave then you can't have friends over." and I don't want to be the bitchy roomate but I'm irked. having come back after being gone for 5 days his girlfriend has pretty much moved in and I'm not really happy about it and of course because I'm sure she's staying again tonight I can't say anything.
I just keep reminding myself it could be worse. it really could be. at least I'm not fearing for my own safety or anything.