the good, the bad and certainly the ugly

the bad things about living with mia:
- she's a giant, meaning i can not wear her clothes, while she tends to wear mine more than her own. in conclusion: instead of having two closets i've got a half.
- she snores and takes atleast three quarters of the bed. in conclusion: i don't get my beauty sleep and she is therefore the reason to my ugliness.
- she smokes a lot but never buys her own ciggies. in conclusion: she's making me her own private tobacco provider.
- she likes to clean the room when i have the day off and just wanna have a lazy day. in conclusion: she has bad timing.
- she's happy all the time. in conclusion: she makes me feel like a big blob of self pity, anger and depression.
- she makes me go to sainsbury's in my pj's when we're both too tired and lazy to buy breakfast. in conclusion: she thinks i'm her breakfast slave.

the good things about living with mia:
- she doesn't give a rat's ass if i have an afterparty even if she's got work the day after. in conclusion: she doesn't care about her job, her sleep or anything that involves the musts.
- she lets me choose the music 95% of the time. in conclusion: she has no will of her own.
- she sometimes gives me food. in conclusion: she tries to repay me for the cigarettes but doesn't exactly suceed.
- she wears the weirdest outfits including batik prints mixed with striped men's shirts that i have slept in the last three nights or so. she also says a lot of stupid stuff and come up with the most unlikely and strangest theories about everything from the earth's rotation to well god knows what. in conclusion: she's funny, especially when she doesn't realise how funny she is.