VF is {almost, but not quite} dead to me

Ok, so i have had a few drinks tonight but it's ok, i have the trusty microsoft spell check to aid me in conveying my meaning.

So... VF is a boring shithole now. Not much to really do around there now except span the crap out of the ex-studley cult.

Anywho, not a whole lot happening, though i did discover one thing. Rather than making a bit long analogy about it i'll lay it out plain and simple:

I think some of my housemates think i'm the "housemate from hell". (Not unlike what Tyler and Cait, i'd imagine, would have to put up with.) These people get angry with me when i don't pick up the phone, when i know full well that its him calling her after work and she was at home. It seriously then, should not be my fault when she doesn't pick up the phone because she's getting changed in their bedroom. I don't pick up the phone unless a) everyone is busy either showering, on the toilet or otherwise occupied or b) no one else is at home except me.

Then, i get an angry msn message from him saying "Fuck your lazy". And as gay as that sound, it really hurt my feelings. I don't like answering telephones at all, and i didn't have to in this case because she was at home.

I mean fuck, she comes home from work in a mood, throwing shit around in the sink and stalking about, turning down the heater whilst i'm in the room and not saying a word to me. Sure she might have had a hard time at work or something, but that doesn't mean i'm the one they can take it out on.

And the other day they left me a note the other morning telling me to do the dishes. Whenever i do the dishes i do every one of them, i don't discriminate or leave some unwashed. But when they do the dishes, they leave my dishes there. It pisses me off.

The electricity bill came and the first thing they suggested was that i don't use my electric fan anymore. I used it once last month, and that was because it was the most depressing, rainy, cold day of winter, and i used it for like 20 minutes. But they don't think about maybe turning off his computer during the day. Or maybe that the massive plasma tv and newly bought massive stereo system sucks power like a fat american sucks down McDonalds thickshakes.

But no, becuase i was smart enough to think of bringing my laptop out into the lounge room, because that is where the only heater in the house is, i'm lazy because i prefer sitting on the leather couch surfing the internet rather than freezing me ass off in my unheated bedroom sitting at my hardwood desk.

Its weird, but even though i take for granted the awesome internet, massive TV and full use of the house, i dont consider me in any way to be the housemate from hell here. My room might be messy, filled with my crap, but i pay for it to be there. I do the dishes when there is enough to make it worthwhile, and i do everybodys. And i don't pick up the phone when i know its for her. (Because it's ALWAYS for someone other than me). I treat them with respect, i just wish they would some me a little from time to fucking time.

Well, the rant and anger is gone now. But i'm still pretty annoyed about tonight.

I'm out for now. Em.