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Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Top 10 Reasons Why My Roommate Could Be One of the Coolest People I Know

10.) If I come home with a not-so-great haircut, he'll still say it looks nice.
9.) He's always willing to watch whatever show I'm obsessed with at the moment, even if it's Laguna Beach, Sweet Sixteen, or Grey's Anatomy.
8.) He tries so hard to display the holiday tchochke that his mom sends him in the mail, and doesn't judge the tchochke my Mom pushes on me.
7.) He's a good sport: He drove me, when I was wasted, to Borders at midnight to buy the new Harry Potter book. Like within two weeks of us living together. He'll take drunk photos with me in a photobooth and lets me put them in coasters.
6.) He doesn't judge if I don't move off the couch or change out of pajama pants on a Sunday, and the man likes his Chipotle.
5.) He picks out cute accessories to buy his girlfriend.
4.) He doesn't yell at me when I leave dishes in the sink or garbage by the back door.
3.) He doesn't make fun of my weak attempts at holiday decor, the highlight being a Charlie Brown-replica Christmas tree. He even says I did a good job dispersing the lights.
2.) When I don't courtesy flush, use air freshener, light a match, or take any sort of preventative poop-disguising measures whatsoever because I think he's shacking at his girlfriend's house and then he comes home two minutes later, he'll call me out on it instead of pretending the incident didn't occur.
1.) He'll build me a throne and make a joke out of a situation just when I need it the most :)


Happy (Early) 25th Birthday, Roomie. This post is in honor of your birth. Let's get drunk.