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With exactly one week until i move into my apartment, i would like to re-emphasize that i HATE my current roommate Viktor. At first i just thought i was having some culture-clash issues with him, but after an entire season of togetherness i now know that he is an inconsiderate, smelly fuck (while i am only an unmotivated, sedentary, territorial bitch). Two particular items bothered me today, both in the “i do them too, but you do them worse” category. 1 – My dear roommate left his socks on the floor. Now, i leave my socks everywhere, but not only were they on the floor, but they were sitting right under our HVAC unit. Futhermore, these socks were the nastiest socks i have ever witnessed, and i didn’t even want to nudge them with my foot. So, while Viktor was out and about for the day, i had the smell of his feet to comfort me. 2 – I listen to music. Viktor listens to the radio. Big difference. Another big difference would be that Viktor turns on the radio whenever he walks into the room and leaves it on until i get up and turn it off, whereas i turn down my music to a whisper when he first walks in. The kicker is that Viktor turns the radio on when he gets up around 8am, which happens to be two hours before i get up on days i don’t have work. In comparison, he just asked me to turn down my already lowered Ani DiFranco cd because he is “sleeping now.” Happily, this form of psychological torture for the fair and rational will only continue for one more week. And believe me, i am overjoyed.