Day 105 in the grandma house

For the past 105 days I have been renting a room in a house with two other girls. It has been awesome even though they have their long drawn out girlfights. Not girl fights like feather pillows swinging through the air in slow motion and bursting into a montage of feathers and nipples. yeah, I shouldn't have let my mind wander through scenarios where I was a dood living with 2 other girls and there is just good ol roommate sex on a rainy night.

These female roommate fights...are killing trees.

Every afternoon when I wake up and go through the house to the kitchen I find an array of sticky notes with smart remarks placed in strategic eye level positions. It's is such a well documented fight to because sticky notes are filed and saved by both parties so if it was ever necessary to bring dirt back from the past it could be done quickly so as to still keep the heat of the fight burning strong.

As for me I have gotten into the "less vocals MORE sticky notes" craze and have started leaving my own through out the house...sorry trees