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    Mindy
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    maybe it's not fair to say that my roommate is annoying since i am the most easily annoyed person around, but damn, she does some annoying stuff. the university housing gods really know how to make good roommmate matches. better my roommate than my husband though, i suppose.

    anyway, she always does little things to annoy me, but little things are the things that count, especially when they are done out of a complete lack of consideration for the someone else's comfort and situation. she and i both have big papers due later today. i am almost done and planned on getting up early this morning to finish it (i'm taking a little break -- it is fucking 4:20 am after all, but i'm getting to that). anyway, she comes waltzing in at 3 am with her on again/off again annoying boyfriend, both of them drunk, talking very loudly and listening to shitty jason mraz acoustic rock complete with lines stolen from old eighties songs and viva las vegas. i swear to god, i yearn for the days of morrissey's spiteful singles reviews in starhits (even though i like 2 when he did those). what fun he would have ripping losers like jason mraz who try to sound like jeff buckley, but instead just sound like shit, if shit had (marginal) vocal capabilities. anyway, am i wrong to think that what she did is hugely inconsiderate? (note: this is NOT the first time.)

    are any of you unlucky enough to have a roommate now? any stories? i want to hear stories from any of you who formerly had roommates from hell as well. another bitchfest. yay.

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    Tingle
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    Thankfully for me and for everyone else I never had to share a bedroom when I was at college - to me that is the stuff of nightmares. But anyway, I do share a house with someone I'm not 'involved with' and the very petty but incredibly annoying thing my housemate does is to peel off the foil strip from a new juice carton and then leave the stupid foil tabs on the counter. Why?? The thing is useless, unuasable, should be thrown directly into the kitchen bin. But NO. It is left until I dispose of it. Cranky I know, but it irritates me no end.

    > maybe it's not fair to say that my roommate is annoying since i am the
    > most easily annoyed person around, but damn, she does some annoying stuff.
    > the university housing gods really know how to make good roommmate
    > matches. better my roommate than my husband though, i suppose.

    > anyway, she always does little things to annoy me, but little things are
    > the things that count, especially when they are done out of a complete
    > lack of consideration for the someone else's comfort and situation. she
    > and i both have big papers due later today. i am almost done and planned
    > on getting up early this morning to finish it (i'm taking a little break
    > -- it is fucking 4:20 am after all, but i'm getting to that). anyway, she
    > comes waltzing in at 3 am with her on again/off again annoying boyfriend,
    > both of them drunk, talking very loudly and listening to shitty jason mraz
    > acoustic rock complete with lines stolen from old eighties songs and viva
    > las vegas. i swear to god, i yearn for the days of morrissey's spiteful
    > singles reviews in starhits (even though i like 2 when he did those). what
    > fun he would have ripping losers like jason mraz who try to sound like
    > jeff buckley, but instead just sound like shit, if shit had (marginal)
    > vocal capabilities. anyway, am i wrong to think that what she did is
    > hugely inconsiderate? (note: this is NOT the first time.)

    > are any of you unlucky enough to have a roommate now? any stories? i want
    > to hear stories from any of you who formerly had roommates from hell as
    > well. another bitchfest. yay.

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    david
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    > maybe it's not fair to say that my roommate is annoying since i am the
    > most easily annoyed person around, but damn, she does some annoying stuff.
    > the university housing gods really know how to make good roommmate
    > matches. better my roommate than my husband though, i suppose.

    > anyway, she always does little things to annoy me, but little things are
    > the things that count, especially when they are done out of a complete
    > lack of consideration for the someone else's comfort and situation. she
    > and i both have big papers due later today. i am almost done and planned
    > on getting up early this morning to finish it (i'm taking a little break
    > -- it is fucking 4:20 am after all, but i'm getting to that). anyway, she
    > comes waltzing in at 3 am with her on again/off again annoying boyfriend,
    > both of them drunk, talking very loudly and listening to shitty jason mraz
    > acoustic rock complete with lines stolen from old eighties songs and viva
    > las vegas. i swear to god, i yearn for the days of morrissey's spiteful
    > singles reviews in starhits (even though i like 2 when he did those). what
    > fun he would have ripping losers like jason mraz who try to sound like
    > jeff buckley, but instead just sound like shit, if shit had (marginal)
    > vocal capabilities. anyway, am i wrong to think that what she did is
    > hugely inconsiderate? (note: this is NOT the first time.)

    > are any of you unlucky enough to have a roommate now? any stories? i want
    > to hear stories from any of you who formerly had roommates from hell as
    > well. another bitchfest. yay.

    Room mates? Fuck em.

    My Dad'd mate once said:

    "When I was in university,I shared a house with two people who were incrdibly annoyed by each other, Pete and Steve. One day, after Steve didn't replace the toilet roll after usage, Pete went mad, chased Steve with an axe and smashed up his record player. Steve got all the possessions Pete had ever owned, including his coursework which had taken a year to write, and made a bonfire in the back garden, inviting all the neighbours round to watch"

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    Mindy
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    yikes!

    my uni basically forces you to live in campus owned housing your first year. i turned my application in well before the deadline and ended up at my 16th choice. lovely. my friend turned his in a month and a half late and got his first choice. anyway, i requested mainly single rooms which may be why i got screwed in the building department (i'm in literally the worst one my school has -- incidentally, it's also one that is exclusively for scholarship students, which i am, but so is my friend dammit and he got an apartment).

    anyway, i already have a roommate for next year. she's nice and we get along pretty well. she plays the bagpipes, which i don't mind. i even kind of like it and she said she's going to start listening to morrissey to acclimate herself.

    anyway, whatever nasty things any of you may think about bagpipes, i assure you my current roommate's musical taste is far worse. jason mraz would have any person with a modicum of taste trying to stab him or herself in the ears with forks or any other sharp item that was handy.

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    Tingle
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    Default Morrissey tunes on the bagpipes!!


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    david
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    > yikes!

    > my uni basically forces you to live in campus owned housing your first
    > year. i turned my application in well before the deadline and ended up at
    > my 16th choice. lovely. my friend turned his in a month and a half late
    > and got his first choice. anyway, i requested mainly single rooms which
    > may be why i got screwed in the building department (i'm in literally the
    > worst one my school has -- incidentally, it's also one that is exclusively
    > for scholarship students, which i am, but so is my friend dammit and he
    > got an apartment).

    > anyway, i already have a roommate for next year. she's nice and we get
    > along pretty well. she plays the bagpipes, which i don't mind. i even kind
    > of like it and she said she's going to start listening to morrissey to
    > acclimate herself.

    > anyway, whatever nasty things any of you may think about bagpipes, i
    > assure you my current roommate's musical taste is far worse. jason mraz
    > would have any person with a modicum of taste trying to stab him or
    > herself in the ears with forks or any other sharp item that was handy.

    1. What's a scholarship student?
    2. What uni are you in?
    3. Who the hell is Jason Mraz? he has a ridiculously stupid name.

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    Mindy
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    > 1. What's a scholarship student?

    a scholarship is the same thing as a bursary. i don't pay tuition to go to the uni i'm at due to previous academic achievement. (i do, however, pay upwards of $10,000 a year which i don't have for room & board.)

    > 2. What uni are you in?

    i go to the university of southern california, which is actually a very good school. however, i got into others that are far better and i really regret my choice to come here. at the time, it seemed like a good idea because of the proximity to my home and the scholarship factor, but it turns out i got royally screwed and would pay the same amount to go to almost any other school. the american system of financial aid is a bit screwy.

    > 3. Who the hell is Jason Mraz? he has a ridiculously stupid name.

    he is one of those jack johnson, john mayer type singer songwriters who does lame acoustic crap and likes to throw in bits and pieces of other songs for the hell of it, regardless of the fact that the tidbits he throws in make ZERO sense in the song's context. he annoys me so much. i'm just glad that he's not really famous yet and probably never will be extremely popular, although perhaps i demonstrate too much faith in humanity with that assumption.

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    Mindy
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    i found the lyrics to one of the jason mraz songs that my roommate listens to constantly. keep in mind, almost all of his songs are basically sung to the same boring acoustic guitar tune. this is from his own site by the way and i am pasting it here, mistakes and all.
    i'm sorry, but these have got to be some of the worst lyrics of all time and i hate how he starts singing to the tune of "viva las vegas" when he uses that phrase. he does stuff like that in every damn song. argh! his voice is also crap.

    DREAM LIFE OF RAND McNALLY
    words & music by jason mraz

    Who is he, Mr. Rand Mcnally?
    I had I dream that mystery was me. Now who else could I be?
    I dreamed I went to England and met the spice girls there for tea
    They lost one more theyŐre down from four to my favorite number three
    But theyŐre still quite spicy as the orange flavor
    And oh so nice to do me the favor and lick my icing under the table now
    But I gotta leave town mr. Nally, just as scary spice was about to go down on me
    And donŐt ask how mr. Nally and give up the towel mr. Nally and runÉ
    I dreamed I went to Singapore got bored and robbed a liquor store
    What for? Nobody knows I only took a couple of Marlboros
    Oh but that was all they needed and the criminal was soon defeated
    And now in jail IŐm waiting for my punishment of caining
    So I gotta think fast mr nally watch your ass, wake up and laugh and run
    Better Mr run, mr rand, mr mac, mr nally
    Mr run, mr man, you got the knack for the rallyÉ And runÉ
    I had a chance to visit the north pole but it was way too cold to smoke
    Oh my nose was freezing I should could use some coughing and wheezing
    So I tried it anyway and the place went up in flames
    How was I suppose to know you could catch fire to the snow
    Oh lord way to go mr nally, way to go, now youŐre melting the poles mr nally so run
    I jumped ship in NYC and headed south to Washington DC
    DidnŐt think IŐd go there but played some shows there fancy lucky me
    But it is really slow there with our new president on TV
    Too many politicians and liberal Christians theyŐre all set out for me
    Singing cast your vote mr nally, castrate your vote, no you donŐt, just runÉ
    I thumbed a ride across the prairie, I got hitched in Vegas, yep, I got married
    To a lady who loved me she thought itŐs be funny to gamble all my money
    And I got stranded without my clothes, a little bit of fear and loathing heart attack
    I got chased by the rat pack once in a flashback. Singing viva Las VegasÉ
    I settled down in san diego and smoked a joint with java joe
    And with a grin he took me in spilling coffee on his chin
    And I played my show there and I met my broŐs there
    And with my throw pillow they kindly let me make my bed there
    ThereŐs one more thing before I go thereŐs never been any place like this home
    For once in a lifetime maybe IŐd be foolish not to stay

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    Mindy
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    here's one more example of his lyrical crapmanship. i swear to god, there is no art to his music at all. he just rambles and rambles, not really saying anything, trying to see how many "precious" rhymes he can fit into one verse. it's obnoxious, especially because you know he thinks he's clever, but he's not. again, this is sung to almost the same exact tune as the other song i posted.

    0% INTEREST
    words by jason mraz & ariel quirolo
    music by jason mraz

    our friends on the front porch telling jokes and they swing swiftly towards happier times
    expending lines and finding more energy for the effort and getting distance from that front porch spotlight
    but us we found peace in shadows long enough to see the monsters rise
    candy's got some space to fill in her daydreams living high on yesterday's lie
    talking to me about some 0% interest and how she got a better deal than the next guy
    and the way the lightning shocked us when we were lost and looking down that long missouri highway your hair was longer then and now I remember
    oh the roads unencumbered by cats they're burning like wet matches thru my miracle mile mind
    you left your thumbprint inside me now for months it seems but mine only brushes your soft surface
    and somehow it leaves me listless, my tongue curls under my lips oh yes
    so I cant speak to tell you of the months before I met you
    and the way the truth it locked us right about the time after the lightning shocked us
    when we were young and missing
    round that small new england byway our lives they were sheltered then and I now I remember
    well its not even being about that anymore I gotta get you down
    those tiny fragments of perfection they please me in a time unchanged when its not the same beginning
    or along awaited end.. if I knew all the words I would write myself out of here
    if I was all the colors I would paint you pretty in gold in a picture so I'm told little sister
    so now I'm old little sister why don't you tell me about the sunsets in sweden and the laws of eden
    and how you were the rock of gibraltar and how they called you foxy
    well that's another whole box of pandoras, that's another whole box of them ties
    slide your foot off the gas before we crash right back into the median
    it separates our house from the middle of the street.. talking about our house
    is on the front porch telling jokes and they swing swiftly towards happier times
    expending lines and finding more energy for the effort and getting distance from that front porch spotlight
    but us we found peace in shadows long enough to see a monster die.
    we all need to find a little space in our daydreams long enough and just so long.
    long enough, just as long, just so long as its long enough is it long enough?
    Is it long enough for me? Long enough for me to chew on.
    If it isn't.. if it is't .. if it ain't if it don't if it can't then it wont.
    And that's just the way that it goes.

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    david
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    > our friends on the front porch telling jokes and they swing swiftly
    > towards happier times
    > expending lines and finding more energy for the effort and getting
    > distance from that front porch spotlight
    > but us we found peace in shadows long enough to see the monsters rise
    > candy's got some space to fill in her daydreams living high on yesterday's
    > lie
    > talking to me about some 0% interest and how she got a better deal than
    > the next guy
    > and the way the lightning shocked us when we were lost and looking down
    > that long missouri highway your hair was longer then and now I remember
    > oh the roads unencumbered by cats they're burning like wet matches thru my
    > miracle mile mind
    > you left your thumbprint inside me now for months it seems but mine only
    > brushes your soft surface
    > and somehow it leaves me listless, my tongue curls under my lips oh yes
    > so I cant speak to tell you of the months before I met you
    > and the way the truth it locked us right about the time after the
    > lightning shocked us
    > when we were young and missing
    > round that small new england byway our lives they were sheltered then and
    > I now I remember
    > well its not even being about that anymore I gotta get you down
    > those tiny fragments of perfection they please me in a time unchanged when
    > its not the same beginning
    > or along awaited end.. if I knew all the words I would write myself out of
    > here
    > if I was all the colors I would paint you pretty in gold in a picture so
    > I'm told little sister
    > so now I'm old little sister why don't you tell me about the sunsets in
    > sweden and the laws of eden
    > and how you were the rock of gibraltar and how they called you foxy
    > well that's another whole box of pandoras, that's another whole box of
    > them ties
    > slide your foot off the gas before we crash right back into the median
    > it separates our house from the middle of the street.. talking about our
    > house
    > is on the front porch telling jokes and they swing swiftly towards happier
    > times
    > expending lines and finding more energy for the effort and getting
    > distance from that front porch spotlight
    > but us we found peace in shadows long enough to see a monster die.
    > we all need to find a little space in our daydreams long enough and just
    > so long.
    > long enough, just as long, just so long as its long enough is it long
    > enough?
    > Is it long enough for me? Long enough for me to chew on.
    > If it isn't.. if it is't .. if it ain't if it don't if it can't then it
    > wont.
    > And that's just the way that it goes.

    Gah. That makes no sense whatsoever. I agree, you can tell he thinks he's clever as fuck, just like another singer-"songwriter" I know of.

    "so now I'm old little sister why don't you tell me about the sunsets in sweden and the laws of eden and how you were the rock of gibraltar and how they called you foxy "

    what the fuck is that all about? Arseface. After reading this I am too scared to read your other post, in case it contains more monstrosities.

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    Mindy
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    > Gah. That makes no sense whatsoever. I agree, you can tell he thinks he's
    > clever as fuck, just like another singer-"songwriter" I know of.

    you're not referring to robbie, are you? i think even you have to admit that these are way shittier lyrics than robbie's!

    > "so now I'm old little sister why don't you tell me about the sunsets
    > in sweden and the laws of eden and how you were the rock of gibraltar and
    > how they called you foxy "

    i'm as confused as you are. all of his songs are basically like that -- just rambling nonsense.

    > what the fuck is that all about? Arseface. After reading this I am too
    > scared to read your other post, in case it contains more monstrosities.

    oh it does. you are right to be afraid.

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