House-mate rant

This Wespeak is directed at my housemate, Biz Ghormley. She has been calling me “Captain No Homework” just because I am capable of efficient time-management. Just because I am not writing a thesis does not mean that I am not a real person with real feelings. Also, I would like to add that just because Biz is involved in extra curricular activities such as Rowing for Fitness at the butt-crack of dawn does not mean that I am not a real person with real feelings. Who rows for fitness anyway? You’re not getting anywhere, it’s just a machine. I even made you a fucking card for your dance performance and I got you flowers (sorry Kendra). And you ate my perogies. That hurts, Biz. That hurts. So the next time you feel like commenting on the fact that “of course you want to watch Sex and the City, you’re captain no homework” just remember that this captain is a bitch, so don’t go there sailor. In conclusion, sometimes gross stuff can be funny.