I pissed Heather off again today, but its not my fault.  I was in my project room with natalie516 and Heather knocked on the door.  By the time I got to the door, Heather was walking away.  I wasn't about to chase after her, as it would put me at a disadvantage in the argument to follow.  In any case, I'm not here to cater to Heather.

In the freezer, however, is tons of food (well not tons, but...).  There's a pork shoulder roast, and some cooked shrimp, and a bunch of vegetables.  There's even beer in the fridge, peach Schnapps, and some wine (which I'm pretty sure is good stuff, knowing my roommate's taste in alcohol).