pissed Heather off again today, but its not my fault. I was in my project
room with natalie516 and Heather knocked on the door. Â 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).