Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
Things have settled in now, and I thought it was worth mentioning that I’ve actually grown quite fond of my roommate. While he’s still kinda nutso, it’s an endearing kinda nutso. My kinda nutso. A few recent incidents that make me smile: •When he was loading the dishwasher, he asked me to help him with … Continue reading Ode to a Roommate
And on it goes. Apparently I am not allowed to have consistently awesome roommates. The laws of the universe have dictated that roommates must alternate between super-awesome, and INSANE.
The next episode in the crazy Ray saga is that now, he has decided that my brother Ryan hates him. Or something.
This is a long one.. you’ve been warned (sorry for the extra click Heather!)
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I think I mentioned a while ago that I’ve got another new roommate – his name is Ray (just like the last one, whom I am starting to miss terribly). And he is CRAZY. And not too bright (especially considering he’s had 28 years of experience on this planet and hasn’t blown himself up yet). … Continue reading Ray v.2.0