My first Roomate

My first roomate.
she was a piece of work.

however, that cannot compare to her friend, who even years later still talk to me.
When you have met someone oh... one time, maybe two? it doesn't require further conversation. ever.

I don't want to know where you got tattoos, nor where my crazy-ex roomate got hers. I dont' want to hear about her bikini line, nor about your job.

I don't mean to be b*tchy, but stop. no more. ~~~ahh no, eh hold it right there. no more talking. ugh,please. I'm going to bed. I'll explain later.