<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578</id><updated>2011-11-27T23:38:03.433Z</updated><category term='helicopter'/><category term='mould'/><category term='dartboard'/><category term='iron'/><category term='nickname wee'/><category term='moving in'/><category term='keys'/><category term='immigration'/><category term='monthly tally'/><category term='microwave'/><category term='rent'/><category term='shower'/><category term='girlfriend'/><category term='kitchen'/><category term='dishwasher'/><category term='couch'/><category term='lights'/><category term='fridge'/><category term='lease'/><category term='email'/><category term='washing machine'/><category term='room raid'/><category term='tv'/><category term='coffee cups'/><category term='scam'/><category term='damage'/><category term='spaghetti rings'/><category term='coffee maker'/><category term='heating'/><title type='text'>My flatmate is seriously stupid</title><subtitle type='html'>Its a wonder how some people get through life.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-5574228030445194742</id><published>2008-03-12T13:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:51:23.534Z</updated><title type='text'>the search for a new flatmate</title><content type='html'>As you know we were really put on the spot in picking a new flatmate, the interviews were done one evening with the new person moving in the next day. Thought you'd like a brief rundown of a few people who came to view our apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one person walked in the living room and said what happened here (pointing to all the stains on the living room carpet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one person realised that we didn't all get along happily in the apartment. She went round and asked us how long we had each been living in the apartment, after giving answers of a few years each, she remarked "oh you must all be great friends by now then" to which there was just a long awkward silence and she quickly changed the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One guy came in and was so overwhelmed at the size of the apartment he remarked that it should be on the tv show 'Cribs'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One guy described himself in the introductory email as 'please don't judge me by my appearance I really am a teddy bear'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people had said they had been searching for 3 months + for a new place and in the meantime they are staying in a hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of people had recently returned from travelling overseas and were just settling back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person (a young guy, I'm guessing around 18) was looking to leave home for the first time and replied to every question we asked with 'grand'. At the end of the interview we asked each person to write down their name and number and this kid went so far as to add his current address (maybe just in case we were going to write to him??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One guy owned a place down in the country and just wanted to rent an apartment to stay in when he was in Dublin for work (a couple of days a week) - this guy was the one we initially picked but he turned us down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-5574228030445194742?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5574228030445194742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=5574228030445194742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5574228030445194742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5574228030445194742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2008/03/search-for-new-flatmate.html' title='the search for a new flatmate'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-6732797047283443167</id><published>2008-03-10T13:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-10T13:27:36.663Z</updated><title type='text'>the new flatmate</title><content type='html'>Flatmate #2 gave notice just before Christmas that he was moving out, he's been transferred overseas with work. This didn't leave much time to chose a new flatmate, with Christmas, Wee going away for a week and then me being away for two weeks. As it turned out, flatmate #2 was moving out the day after I got back from my holidays, which meant that we had to do interviews on the evening I got back, not the ideal thing to be doing after 12hrs of flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put an ad up on daft during the previous week. The ad went up on evening at 6pm and was taken down at 8am the next morning, in that short time we had 46 replies! Of those 46 we invited about 25 to turn up for an interview and to view the apartment and only 20 actually showed up. It was chaos. We didn't give specific time slots, just said to turn up between 6-9pm, and I think most of them turned up at 6pm so they were queuing in the hallway as we only interviewed one at time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interviews were the usual awkward "so pleased to met you" "where do you work" "what do you like to do" etc etc except that wee added in the question of 'do you have a car'. Later during the selection process I found out that he eliminated anyone who answered yes as he doesn't want to give up/share his car park space that he doesn't even pay for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to pick just one person that wee and I agreed on wasn't easy. He wanted all the sports nuts, being particularly impressed when some guy mentioned that he worked at Setanta sports - to which wee was quick to ask "can you get us free setanta sports" (he's such a cheapskate that didn't surprise me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked a 'top 5' and wee had a 'top 5' and none of the people were on both lists. What we finally did was this - I crossed off everyone I didn't like and he crossed off everyone he didn't like and then we were left with 3 people. This way we were going to get a new person who neither of us liked nor disliked, neutral ground I guess you could say. We finally agreed on one guy and to our shock when we rang him to offer him the room he turned us down! So we then called choice no.2 and she was delighted to get the room and moved in the next day (mid Jan.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the brief run down on it - more to follow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-6732797047283443167?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/6732797047283443167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=6732797047283443167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/6732797047283443167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/6732797047283443167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-flatmate.html' title='the new flatmate'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-7888820264371944344</id><published>2008-02-29T13:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-29T13:29:06.248Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washing machine'/><title type='text'>neighbour complaints</title><content type='html'>we've started getting complaints from a neighbour who lives on the floor below us, he's been up three times in the last couple of weeks. The main source of this complaint is due to Wee using the dryer late at night. For some reason our dryer causes our water pump to make a loud thump thump noise. This goes on intermittently for the entire time the dryer is on. The noise doesn't happen when the washer is on, just when the dryer is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I don't get why he even has to use the dryer, being a top floor apartment its always very warm and we rarely even need to use the heating. My own clothes dry over night just from hanging on a clothes horse. Wee also has this odd habit of the only things he tumble dries are his socks and jocks. He'll do a full load of washing, then pull out all the clothes except perhaps 3 pairs of socks and jocks and then tumble dry them for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why, but the idiot seems to only be able to use the dryer late a night, not at any 'normal' hours. Its generally put on somewhere between 11pm and midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Complaint #1&lt;/strong&gt; - the guy downstairs came up to ask me what that noise was he hears late at night. I knew exactly what he was on about as it drives me nuts too. I told him that I'd mentioned lots of times to the idiot to stop putting it on late but he doesn't listen to me. I said the next time he hears it he should come up and complain directly to Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Complaint #2&lt;/strong&gt; - sure enough a few days later the dryer got put on around 11.30pm. The guy was up straight away to say stop it, which is fair enough as our apartment complex has a rule of no loud noise after 11pm. Wee said yeah no problem and went and turned it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Complaint #3&lt;/strong&gt; - just a few days after Wee pulled off a double act. He put the dryer on one evening after 11, then was up again at 5.30am the next morning (why I don't know) and put the damn thing on again! Needless to say it arouse another complaint from the guy downstairs but when he came up only flatmate #2 was home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-7888820264371944344?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7888820264371944344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=7888820264371944344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7888820264371944344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7888820264371944344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2008/02/neighbour-complaints.html' title='neighbour complaints'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-4383755319261058993</id><published>2008-02-28T13:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:16:21.224Z</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while</title><content type='html'>ok, i've been really slack with this site lately. I was away for the first two weeks of Jan and since then the weeks seem to all have rolled into one and now its nearly March. I'll be updating this site more regularly over the coming weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-4383755319261058993?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4383755319261058993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=4383755319261058993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4383755319261058993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4383755319261058993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-while.html' title='Its been a while'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-8172208280687234981</id><published>2008-01-03T15:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-03T15:57:28.841Z</updated><title type='text'>Its holiday season</title><content type='html'>I'm off on holidays for a short while and there won't be any updates to this site while I'm away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-8172208280687234981?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/8172208280687234981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=8172208280687234981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8172208280687234981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8172208280687234981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-holiday-season.html' title='Its holiday season'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-4952149023167942480</id><published>2007-12-24T21:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-24T21:15:25.276Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dartboard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damage'/><title type='text'>Reply to comment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="c2042479583187180094"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you move?You will get stung for the wall and carpet damage if he leaves before you.Both you and flatmate 2 need to get another place and move."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only it was that easy! As I said in the brief background above if the &lt;a href="http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/search/label/rent"&gt;rent&lt;/a&gt; here wasn't so cheap I'd move.  We are getting an unbelievable deal here, its only €1725 for a 3 bed 3 bath penthouse right in the centre of Dublin.  I've looked around for another apartment but the starting price for a one bed in this area is €1350 per month, and the 3 bed 2 bath penthouse opposite us just let recently for €2400 per month!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the &lt;a href="http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/search/label/dartboard"&gt;dartboard&lt;/a&gt; was put up I emailed the letting agent.  He came over not to long after to inspect the &lt;a href="http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/search/label/damage"&gt;damage&lt;/a&gt;.  Wee did admit to having put up the dartboard, and also to the stains on the carpet, the bikes in the living (causing marks on the wall) etc.  So the letting agent is well aware of who has caused all the &lt;a href="http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/search/label/damage"&gt;damage&lt;/a&gt;.  The dartboard is no longer up in the living room, although I suspect that he has it up in his room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flatmate #2 gave notice this week that he is moving out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-4952149023167942480?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4952149023167942480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=4952149023167942480&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4952149023167942480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4952149023167942480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/12/reply-to-comment.html' title='Reply to comment'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-6168859694870693538</id><published>2007-12-19T13:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:43:47.380Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lights'/><title type='text'>don't save the world</title><content type='html'>Over the last few months I've been making an effort to save electricity around the house. I've bought three new energy saving light bulbs, one for the hallway,  my bedroom and my bathroom. I've mentioned it to the other two to get them for their rooms but they don't seem interested, especially Wee given his love of electrical appliances and thinks everything needs to be turned on all the time  (&lt;a href="http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-his-bedroom-afraid-of-dark.html"&gt;see post about his bedroom being afraid of the dark&lt;/a&gt;).   So of late I've also been turning off appliances like the tv, dvd player, cable tv box, stereo etc in the evenings just before bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night after the other two were in bed and I did my switch off wee came out and in that dopey voice of his asked why I turned off his stereo, I said because he had gone to bed and wasn't listening to it.  He told me to stop doing it. I said I was saving electricity.  He offered to pay an extra euro a month off the electricity bill if I stopped turning it off.  This really pisses me off, people who think that the world can be bought.  Its not the money thats the problem.  All these small things add up you know, and if everyone turned off their unused appliances a lot of electricity would be saved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-6168859694870693538?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/6168859694870693538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=6168859694870693538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/6168859694870693538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/6168859694870693538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-save-world.html' title='don&apos;t save the world'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-679629164479601151</id><published>2007-12-17T13:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:49:12.174Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>She's just a piece of meat....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Wee and his girlfriend had a huge argument.  She confronted him about cheating on her.  He's so sly he already had an answer prepared, one that was neither a direct yes or no to the question.  He said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"why would I go out for a burger when I can have steak at home"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he's lucky that she doesn't speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; too well or he would have copped a slap on the face.  Basically he was calling her a piece of meat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-679629164479601151?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/679629164479601151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=679629164479601151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/679629164479601151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/679629164479601151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/12/shes-just-piece-of-meat.html' title='She&apos;s just a piece of meat....'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-779081237727877029</id><published>2007-12-11T13:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-20T13:47:45.463Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washing machine'/><title type='text'>Just when I thought there wasn't anything more that could shock me</title><content type='html'>Last night Wee produced a pair of wet shorts from his room, put them in the &lt;a href="http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/search/label/washing%20machine"&gt;washing machine&lt;/a&gt;, tumble dried them, then wore them to soccer last night. I went to use the machine not long after and there was a s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trong&lt;/span&gt; smell of chlorine from the machine. What I'm guessing is that he took his wet swimming shorts, dried them without washing them and then wore them to soccer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-779081237727877029?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/779081237727877029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=779081237727877029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/779081237727877029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/779081237727877029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-when-i-thought-there-wasnt.html' title='Just when I thought there wasn&apos;t anything more that could shock me'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-4773311622243389402</id><published>2007-12-05T10:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-20T13:46:50.324Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washing machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dishwasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mould'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damage'/><title type='text'>He's a pig, but an oddly clean pig</title><content type='html'>Last night, after wee had put the dishwasher on while still half empty and was brushing his teeth in the kitchen again it got me thinking he has the oddest ways of doing things. He seems to think that if he buys the cleaning products he doesn’t have to use them, he spends 20mins in the &lt;a href="http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/showers.html"&gt;shower&lt;/a&gt; (at least he does wash), he puts the dishwasher on (although usually done while still half empty), he brushes his teeth (albeit in the kitchen), he does at least wash his clothes (then leaves them in the machine for days on end), the only good spin on things I can't work out is he sits on the sofa in dirty soccer clothes, leaves half drunk cups of tea around the place and likes to cultivate &lt;a href="http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/search/label/mould"&gt;mould &lt;/a&gt;on all the kitchen appliances he can get his hands on. After our discussions last Friday night about the numerous stains on the carpet - mostly caused by him as he thinks if he drops food on the floor its easier to trample it into the carpet than to pick it up - he went out and bought carpet stain remover, its still in the cupboard and I wonder if it'll ever get used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first &lt;a href="http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/search/label/moving%20in"&gt;moved into&lt;/a&gt; the apartment flatmate #2 and I wanted to get in a cleaner, every second week, for three hours and it was going to cost just a tenner each. Wee was totally against the idea thinking that the apartment was clean enough. Flatmate #2 and I weren't willing to foot the bill for the cleaner since it was the pig who made all the mess and wasn't going to contribute to the bill. I sometimes now wish we had of agreed to pay 15 each to clean up after the pig, it would be easier than having to put up with the smells seeping into the hallway from wee's bathroom &amp;amp; bedroom or the constant stench emanating from the fridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-4773311622243389402?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4773311622243389402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=4773311622243389402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4773311622243389402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4773311622243389402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/12/hes-pig-but-oddly-clean-pig.html' title='He&apos;s a pig, but an oddly clean pig'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-4985964830062655485</id><published>2007-12-03T21:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:46:07.060Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monthly tally'/><title type='text'>monthy tally for November</title><content type='html'>Last month the girlfriend was over 19 days, theres only 30 days in November - thats well and truly over half the month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-4985964830062655485?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4985964830062655485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=4985964830062655485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4985964830062655485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4985964830062655485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/12/monthy-tally-for-november.html' title='monthy tally for November'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-5216736907692593307</id><published>2007-12-03T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:52:05.265Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>This evening</title><content type='html'>Wee has headed off to soccer - i'm in my room - he has left on all lights and the tv!  I just went out and shut them all off - he has again left the light on in his room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-5216736907692593307?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5216736907692593307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=5216736907692593307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5216736907692593307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5216736907692593307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-evening.html' title='This evening'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-4854691086649884418</id><published>2007-12-03T13:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-20T13:48:45.086Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helicopter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washing machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lights'/><title type='text'>The weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend wasn't too bad as we didn't see each other much. Still, the usual all seemed to happen, he put on a load of washing then went out on Sunday night, also leaving on his bedroom light. On a positive note though the &lt;a href="http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/search/label/helicopter"&gt;helicopter&lt;/a&gt; box thats been sitting in the kitchen for the last month has finally gone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-4854691086649884418?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4854691086649884418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=4854691086649884418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4854691086649884418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4854691086649884418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/12/weekend.html' title='The weekend'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-8723682058017847941</id><published>2007-11-29T13:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-30T13:07:00.205Z</updated><title type='text'>brushing teeth in the kitchen</title><content type='html'>Wee decided last night to brush his teeth in the kitchen, why I don’t know as he has his own perfectly good bathroom. As if the brushing of the teeth in the kitchen wasn't disgusting enough on its own, he did it while flatmate #2 was cooking his dinner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-8723682058017847941?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/8723682058017847941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=8723682058017847941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8723682058017847941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8723682058017847941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/brushing-teeth-in-kitchen.html' title='brushing teeth in the kitchen'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-8280344888995621206</id><published>2007-11-28T13:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-28T13:20:45.169Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helicopter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>how can someone be so forgetful..</title><content type='html'>Here's something to add to the list, not only does he leave food around that he makes and then forgets to eat (seach the spaghetti rings), as well as leaving half drunk cups of tea around the place, last night him and his girlfriend were in his room and he came out to the kitchen to get two glasses of water.  He got clean glasses from the cupboard, filled them up, sat them on the bench and then walked away!!  A few hours later they were still sitting there so flatmate #2 and I got all the glasses out of the dishwasher and lined them up along the bench in the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if he'll be smart enough to cop on that we are making fun of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also heard last night was him flying his helicopter around the bedroom again.   And just to keep you up to date - no they didn't shower together this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-8280344888995621206?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/8280344888995621206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=8280344888995621206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8280344888995621206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8280344888995621206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-can-someone-be-so-forgetful.html' title='how can someone be so forgetful..'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-3150508241413542939</id><published>2007-11-26T20:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:46:58.809Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helicopter'/><title type='text'>helicopter flying lessons</title><content type='html'>By the sound of it someone is taking lessons on flying their copter again.  Sounds like he is improving as there is more whirring noises than smashing noises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-3150508241413542939?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/3150508241413542939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=3150508241413542939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/3150508241413542939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/3150508241413542939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/helicopter-flying-lessons.html' title='helicopter flying lessons'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-4922918140939156169</id><published>2007-11-26T10:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:15:32.005Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helicopter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mould'/><title type='text'>general update</title><content type='html'>This morning on entering the kitchen there is the usual stench emanating from the fridge. Also noticed that Wee's vegetable steamer on the bench has started growing mould. I wonder if it will be washed off before use or if he just thinks that the heat from the steam will kill off the mould? No change in the status of the helicopter box - still sitting on the kitchen floor where its been for a few weeks now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-4922918140939156169?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4922918140939156169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=4922918140939156169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4922918140939156169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4922918140939156169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/general-update_26.html' title='general update'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-5796675068469301749</id><published>2007-11-25T23:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-28T13:29:08.111Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>tv wars</title><content type='html'>So the other night when I was quietly sitting watching TV wee and his girlfriend came home. Obvoiusly annoyed at not being able to sit on the couch he goes and turns on the stereo in an attempt to interrupt my television watching. Luckly the tv can go louder than the stereo.  Still, he left the stereo on for just over an hour while I was watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I came home to find the usual - him on the couch watching tv only this time the girlfriend was smoking on the balcony.  While waiting for my dinner to cook I decided to turn on the stereo.  Now this I would never do, but I thought a bit of payback was in order for him doing it to me the other night.  No surprise he went nuts at it and started calling me all sorts of names.  He even got up and ripped the plug from the wall.  To which  I responded by going and turning the tv off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that I'm suppose to sit and take it when he dishes up that sort of caper yet when do it in return I'm suppose to 'not cause trouble'.   He seriously thinks he owns that apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-5796675068469301749?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5796675068469301749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=5796675068469301749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5796675068469301749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5796675068469301749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/tv-wars.html' title='tv wars'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-7239602793882906580</id><published>2007-11-25T12:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-25T12:55:00.631Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>showers</title><content type='html'>Last night Wee and his girlfriend decided to shower together - again.  This wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't so obvious.  His shower door is only about 2 metres from the kitchen table.  We didn't see them go in together but it didn't take long to realise something was going on, with all the laughter and giggling going on while we are trying to eat.  Then there was one line mentioned rather loudly, as wee said to his girlfriend 'while your down there'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-7239602793882906580?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7239602793882906580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=7239602793882906580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7239602793882906580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7239602793882906580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/showers.html' title='showers'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-9000317071604166163</id><published>2007-11-23T22:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:14:34.210Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mould'/><title type='text'>the stench from the fridge</title><content type='html'>Opened fridge this evening to bit hit with some strange strong stench. The main source (but mingled in with the other random food left uncovered) is a piece of steak that's been left to sit in a bowl of oil, with cloves of garlic, all uncovered as usual. Mouldy pack of cheese is still in there, been nearly two weeks now, its accompanied by a mouldy half eaten tub of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yoghurt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-9000317071604166163?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/9000317071604166163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=9000317071604166163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/9000317071604166163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/9000317071604166163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/stench-from-fridge.html' title='the stench from the fridge'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-5225561676333559444</id><published>2007-11-22T22:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:36:13.365Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>i posted a bit too soon...</title><content type='html'>The girlfriend just arrived.  Its strange how she often has these late night visits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-5225561676333559444?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5225561676333559444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=5225561676333559444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5225561676333559444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5225561676333559444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-posted-bit-too-soon.html' title='i posted a bit too soon...'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-6612145815156883197</id><published>2007-11-22T22:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:31:13.733Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='room raid'/><title type='text'>room raider</title><content type='html'>This evening flatmate #2 returned from a week and a half work trip away.  I mentioned to him that I thought wee had been in his room over the weekend as one day the door had been left slightly open.  He said funny I mention that because he had noticed stuff in his bathroom had been moved around.  How disgusting - going through someones room and using their ensuite while they are away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-6612145815156883197?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/6612145815156883197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=6612145815156883197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/6612145815156883197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/6612145815156883197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/room-raider.html' title='room raider'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-4179607220561769471</id><published>2007-11-22T22:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:25:24.054Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helicopter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee cups'/><title type='text'>all is normal tonight</title><content type='html'>wee has assumed normal spot on couch, is constantly channell flicking through the tv, will most likely stay that way till around 1am.  Box from the remote control helicopter remains on the kitchen floor, its been there nearly two weeks now.  Surprisingly the girlfriend isn't hear, yet. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-4179607220561769471?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4179607220561769471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=4179607220561769471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4179607220561769471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4179607220561769471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-is-normal-tonight.html' title='all is normal tonight'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-2804887748729555363</id><published>2007-11-21T20:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T13:38:33.042Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helicopter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washing machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee cups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>general update</title><content type='html'>got home tonight and wee isn't here yet. all is as usual, half drank cup of coffee sitting on the kitchen table and his clothes still in the washing machine, box from the toy helicopter purchase on 11 November still on kitchen floor, sundays newspapers (today is now wednesday) still strewn across chairs in living room, plus he left the door to the balcony off the living room unlocked again.  Perhaps  can't blame him for that last item, his girlfriend smokes and is constantly going outside to light up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-2804887748729555363?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/2804887748729555363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=2804887748729555363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2804887748729555363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2804887748729555363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/general-update.html' title='general update'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-1000388975803554211</id><published>2007-11-21T13:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T13:36:22.591Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washing machine'/><title type='text'>washing</title><content type='html'>does washing really need to sit in the machine for days on end?? aparently yes, and 'someone' doesn't like it when I take it out and they have the cheek to call me disrespectful for taking it out and putting it on the floor. An average wash loads takes 1hr to run, I think if the clothes are still sitting in there a day later then I have every right to take them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-1000388975803554211?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/1000388975803554211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=1000388975803554211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/1000388975803554211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/1000388975803554211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/washing.html' title='washing'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-1067737226673290979</id><published>2007-11-20T20:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T13:36:05.704Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washing machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>the girlfriend was over again tonight...</title><content type='html'>Think they had planned on having the house to themselves for a night on the couch. He was mighty cranky at me for watching tv, even being as ignorant as to turn on the stereo. Luckly the tv can go higher than the stereo. I pay rent there. I live there. I shouldn't have to scuttle off to my room whenever he is around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-1067737226673290979?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/1067737226673290979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=1067737226673290979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/1067737226673290979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/1067737226673290979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/girlfriend-was-over-again-tonight.html' title='the girlfriend was over again tonight...'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-1118984349680472927</id><published>2007-11-20T11:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:06:10.921Z</updated><title type='text'>the toast gets eaten</title><content type='html'>The toast thats been sitting in the toaster since Sunday is finally eaten.  As disgusting as it sounds I saw him reheat it and then eat it, firstly scraping the black burnt bits off over the sink and leaving them there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-1118984349680472927?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/1118984349680472927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=1118984349680472927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/1118984349680472927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/1118984349680472927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/toast-gets-eaten.html' title='the toast gets eaten'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-7113749010417262475</id><published>2007-11-19T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T13:30:11.396Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keys'/><title type='text'>he's so dumb. . .</title><content type='html'>wee goes out and forgets his keys again. He repeatedly rings the doorbell at 11pm. I'm in bed. My other flatmate isn't around this week. I ignore the constant ringing for 15mins before giving in.  Doesn't bother the thank me for letting him in.  Afterwards I regret the decision. Should have made him sleep outside. Remembering back to when i first moved into the apartment, I didn't have keys for a week and he never once let me in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-7113749010417262475?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7113749010417262475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=7113749010417262475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7113749010417262475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7113749010417262475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/hes-so-dumb.html' title='he&apos;s so dumb. . .'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-2240641220020068787</id><published>2007-11-19T20:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T13:29:20.809Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch'/><title type='text'>Is his bedroom afraid of the dark??</title><content type='html'>Mondays is when wee goes out to play soccer. Without fail, every week he leaves his light on in his bedroom while he's gone. Why? Could his room be afraid of the dark? Also without fail, every monday after returning from soccer he sits on the couch - in sweaty muddy soccer clothes - and watches tv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-2240641220020068787?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/2240641220020068787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=2240641220020068787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2240641220020068787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2240641220020068787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-his-bedroom-afraid-of-dark.html' title='Is his bedroom afraid of the dark??'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-2469638856706344013</id><published>2007-11-19T11:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:04:41.267Z</updated><title type='text'>no change in the toast status</title><content type='html'>its still sitting in the toaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-2469638856706344013?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/2469638856706344013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=2469638856706344013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2469638856706344013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2469638856706344013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-change-in-toast-status.html' title='no change in the toast status'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-5925332129578928976</id><published>2007-11-18T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:04:06.982Z</updated><title type='text'>toaster</title><content type='html'>I got home tonight to find toast in the toaster.  Just one lonely piece there all by itself.  I'm starting to get accustomed to random food being left in the kitchen but I still find it strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-5925332129578928976?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5925332129578928976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=5925332129578928976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5925332129578928976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5925332129578928976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/toaster.html' title='toaster'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-7408245997016605736</id><published>2007-11-17T11:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:10:05.246Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>midnight calling again</title><content type='html'>Yet again the girlfriend called over late last night.  Wee was at home (usual position - on the couch flicking through the tv channels) and the doorbell starts ringing at 1.30am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-7408245997016605736?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7408245997016605736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=7408245997016605736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7408245997016605736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7408245997016605736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/midnight-calling-again.html' title='midnight calling again'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-4571459454696494485</id><published>2007-11-14T10:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:14:08.946Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heating'/><title type='text'>heating an empty house</title><content type='html'>Wee got up and turned the heating on again this morning.  This really really annoys me.  Why?  He gets up at 8am, sets the heating on for an hour, then leaves the apartment at 8.30, leaving the heating to run for an extra half hour and heating up an empty apartment!  Its so wasteful.  When this was happening a year ago I did suggest setting the timer to perhaps turn the heat on at 7am and off at 8am, so the house would be warm.  Seems he didn't get the point of it.  He's also very insistent on it being turned on.  Whenever I switch it off Wee goes and flips it on again.   It only takes about 20mins to heat the apartment, no need for the full hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-4571459454696494485?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4571459454696494485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=4571459454696494485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4571459454696494485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4571459454696494485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/heating-empty-house.html' title='heating an empty house'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-8255782349327705986</id><published>2007-11-11T13:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T13:27:58.177Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helicopter'/><title type='text'>how old is he??</title><content type='html'>todays purchase - a remote controlled helicopter - which is fine, but they aren't designed to be flown around the living room and smashed into walls, windows and the roof. Unfortunately it didnt' break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-8255782349327705986?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/8255782349327705986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=8255782349327705986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8255782349327705986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8255782349327705986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-old-is-he.html' title='how old is he??'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-899213397275974596</id><published>2007-11-10T20:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T13:27:26.700Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iron'/><title type='text'>i really should get home contents insurance</title><content type='html'>wee does some ironing then goes out - leaving the iron on again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-899213397275974596?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/899213397275974596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=899213397275974596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/899213397275974596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/899213397275974596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-really-should-get-home-contents.html' title='i really should get home contents insurance'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-9020039265841413710</id><published>2007-11-01T13:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:23:10.926Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monthly tally'/><title type='text'>Monthly tally for October</title><content type='html'>The girlfriend was over a total of 19 nights out of the 31 days in October.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-9020039265841413710?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/9020039265841413710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=9020039265841413710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/9020039265841413710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/9020039265841413710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/11/monthly-tally-for-october.html' title='Monthly tally for October'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-6933065227606212123</id><published>2007-10-01T13:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:24:05.330Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monthly tally'/><title type='text'>Monthly tally for September</title><content type='html'>Wee's girlfriend was over a total of 14 nights out of the 30 days in September.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-6933065227606212123?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/6933065227606212123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=6933065227606212123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/6933065227606212123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/6933065227606212123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/10/monthly-tally-for-september.html' title='Monthly tally for September'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-5714268720700372202</id><published>2007-09-20T13:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T13:40:19.486Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><title type='text'>I may have to find a new apartment</title><content type='html'>Wee tells us this week that he got a call from the letting agent and she will not be looking after the apartment anymore.  She said the landlord told her that he is moving his family into the apartment.  In typical wee style the information is very limited. He's just left on a two week holiday so we are left wondering in the meantime what the story is.  Our lease is renewed each year, on 1 October, so do we have to go find somewhere else to live in a couple of weeks? We have no idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-5714268720700372202?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5714268720700372202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=5714268720700372202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5714268720700372202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5714268720700372202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-may-have-to-find-new-apartment.html' title='I may have to find a new apartment'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-2878797616897335417</id><published>2007-09-05T22:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:24:26.379Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>he even scams his girlfriend</title><content type='html'>Overheard last night was a conversation about him getting a second card on his credit card account, one in her name for her to use. He made it quite clear to her that she would have to pay for all charges she incurred and interest. Fair enough. Then he told her there was a 40 euro per year government charge for a credit card she would have to pay. A little bit of checking on his banks website and I find out that its possible to get three additional cards on an account and you still only have to pay for one lot of government stamp duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he can scam money from his girlfriend then its no wonder he didn't think it was wrong trying to get us to pay for his rent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity I don't have her email address to fill her in on the details of this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-2878797616897335417?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/2878797616897335417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=2878797616897335417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2878797616897335417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2878797616897335417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/09/he-even-scams-his-girlfriend.html' title='he even scams his girlfriend'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-2589322226309839572</id><published>2007-09-01T13:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:24:58.772Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monthly tally'/><title type='text'>Monthly tally for August</title><content type='html'>Wee's girlfriend stayed a total of 11 nights out of the 31 days in August.  It was a low count this month as Wee was away a fair bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-2589322226309839572?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/2589322226309839572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=2589322226309839572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2589322226309839572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2589322226309839572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/09/monthly-tally-for-august.html' title='Monthly tally for August'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-7798443076596747934</id><published>2007-08-20T16:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:51:33.549Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spaghetti rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='microwave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mould'/><title type='text'>finally - the spaghetti rings go in the bin</title><content type='html'>the mouldy spaghetti rings are finally discovered. No apology for leaving them there was given. There was spillage onto the microwave plate while they are being removed so mould still continues to thrive in the microwave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-7798443076596747934?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7798443076596747934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=7798443076596747934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7798443076596747934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7798443076596747934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally-spaghetti-rings-go-in-bin.html' title='finally - the spaghetti rings go in the bin'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-2935622370770301834</id><published>2007-08-19T21:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:58:24.581Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spaghetti rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='microwave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mould'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee maker'/><title type='text'>any one for spaghetti rings?</title><content type='html'>the spaghetti rings are still in the microwave, covered in a nice layer of fur and mould. Wee returns today, didn't use the microwave so didn't discover them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also noticed today that his coffee maker still has about a cup of old coffee in the jug. This too had grown mould spots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-2935622370770301834?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/2935622370770301834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=2935622370770301834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2935622370770301834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2935622370770301834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/08/any-one-for-spaghetti-rings.html' title='any one for spaghetti rings?'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-963012544511340880</id><published>2007-08-12T21:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:00:44.710Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spaghetti rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='microwave'/><title type='text'>another holiday</title><content type='html'>Wee leaves today for another holiday, this time he's going for a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before heading off he makes some spaghetti rings.  When I say 'make' I mean empty can onto a plate and put in microwave.  They were forgotten about the left in the microwave.  Maybe he is just planning ahead in case he was hungry when he gets back from his trip?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-963012544511340880?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/963012544511340880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=963012544511340880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/963012544511340880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/963012544511340880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-holiday.html' title='another holiday'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-7062827522433271371</id><published>2007-08-09T20:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:53:35.054Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washing machine'/><title type='text'>washing</title><content type='html'>washing is still in the machine (wet) and he isn't due back until the weekend. Instead of leaving it to stink out the washing machine (and because we want to do our own washing) we take it out and put it in a plastic bag and leave it hanging from wee's bedroom doorhandle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-7062827522433271371?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7062827522433271371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=7062827522433271371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7062827522433271371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7062827522433271371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/08/washing.html' title='washing'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-4083561431038569359</id><published>2007-08-06T21:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:56:33.701Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washing machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>washing machine</title><content type='html'>Wee's gone to vegas for a few days with the boys. Before flying out we hear the sound of the 'bikini trimmer' going in his bathroom. Now if he isn't taking his girlfriend they why would he need to be trimming?? If only I knew her email so I could link her to this blog so she could find out what really goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before he heads off he puts on a load of washing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-4083561431038569359?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4083561431038569359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=4083561431038569359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4083561431038569359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4083561431038569359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/08/spaghetti-rings.html' title='washing machine'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-7813291349908262802</id><published>2007-07-31T15:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:16:54.500Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><title type='text'>rude emails</title><content type='html'>This morning when I got to work there was a very rude email from wee asking me if I had paid this months rent yet and he was making an issue saying that I also owed him money for the gas bill he paid back at the start of July. The rent is due on the 1st of each month, so I pay it in the evening of the last day of the month always, so I don't see whey he though he would get it early this month.  Flatmate #2 doesn't transfer his rent money until the 1st of the month, a day later than me and I emailed flatmate #2 to ask if he was getting hassled for the rent and he wasn't.  As for the gas money, Wee and I had discussed this at the start of the month. I pay the cable tv bill each month, wee pays the gas gill and flatmate #2 pays the electricity.  This month it worked out that the ntl and gas were both around the same amount and due around the same time so we agreed that I would add the ONE EURO difference to the rent payment at the end of the month.  I can't believe he is getting so cut about one euro and hassling me for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-7813291349908262802?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7813291349908262802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=7813291349908262802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7813291349908262802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7813291349908262802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/07/rude-emails.html' title='rude emails'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-465766336509605458</id><published>2007-07-04T21:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T13:40:11.844Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>late night callover</title><content type='html'>The girlfriend made yet another late night callover last night. She is regularly appearing around 11.30pm - its hard not to notice her arriving since she repeatedly rings the doorbell to be let in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no consideration for flatmate #2 and I who are usually in bed at that hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-465766336509605458?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/465766336509605458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=465766336509605458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/465766336509605458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/465766336509605458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/07/late-night-callover.html' title='late night callover'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-5831889950639721390</id><published>2007-04-05T16:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T13:14:04.644Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>an update via flatmate #2</title><content type='html'>I'm away on holidays this week and next, but I got a quick update via flatmate #2 as to whats going on in the apartment while I'm away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" the couch sitting is going great.  the girlfriend participated Sunday, Monday and Tuesday.  Wednesday he had his mates over for a weed smoking party"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-5831889950639721390?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5831889950639721390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=5831889950639721390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5831889950639721390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5831889950639721390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/04/update-via-flatmate-2.html' title='an update via flatmate #2'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-8905413030271689874</id><published>2007-03-05T21:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-04T13:39:34.497Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>the freeloading girlfriend</title><content type='html'>Flatmate #2 and I have long suspected that wee's girlfriend is hanging out in our apartment during the day. As we both leave for work by 8am, and wee is usually the last to leave the house, its hard for us to confirm this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today a friend of mine was near the apartment this afternoon and saw wee's girlfriend just out the front. We think she was in the apartment most of the day, and probably just leaving so that she wouldn't be there when flatmate #2 and I got home from work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-8905413030271689874?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/8905413030271689874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=8905413030271689874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8905413030271689874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8905413030271689874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/03/freeloading-girlfriend.html' title='the freeloading girlfriend'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-675947028708032719</id><published>2006-09-29T16:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:48:47.903Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lease'/><title type='text'>Found out today I'm being scammed</title><content type='html'>We received a copy of the new lease for the apartment from the letting agent. Turns out the rent is only €1725 per month! Given the current calculations of me paying €650 and flatmate #2 paying €625 this means that Wee is only paying €450 for his room and he also has full use of the car park space as he is the only one with a car! Even though his room does not have an ensuite, he does have his own bathroom, so there is no real justification for him to be paying €200 a month less than me. Take into account the car park space, of which the going rent for one in our area is about €100 per month according to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.daft.ie"&gt;http://www.daft.ie&lt;/a&gt; , that would mean he is effectively getting his room for about €350 a month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-675947028708032719?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/675947028708032719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=675947028708032719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/675947028708032719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/675947028708032719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2007/09/found-out-today-im-being-scammed.html' title='Found out today I&apos;m being scammed'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-3872471023159735225</id><published>2006-09-25T15:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:10:01.116Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lease'/><title type='text'>calling the letting agent</title><content type='html'>Flatmate #2 and I called the letting agent. Wee had indeed been speaking to him despite telling us he had no idea what was going on with the new lease on the apartment. Wee was planning on signing a 6 month lease on the apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-3872471023159735225?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/3872471023159735225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=3872471023159735225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/3872471023159735225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/3872471023159735225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/09/calling-letting-agent.html' title='calling the letting agent'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-4224771864540766661</id><published>2006-09-23T15:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:10:54.386Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lease'/><title type='text'>apartment lease</title><content type='html'>Today flatmate #2 and I called the landlord. Luckly we have his details from our tax rent relief form so phoned directory to get his number. As Wee has gone off on holiday and left us in the dark over whats happening with the apartment we need to know whats going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landlord was very nice, we asked if we could renew the lease for another year and he said it would be no problem and gave us the name and phone number of the new letting agent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-4224771864540766661?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/4224771864540766661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=4224771864540766661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4224771864540766661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/4224771864540766661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/09/apartment-lease.html' title='apartment lease'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-3478558369047603400</id><published>2006-09-20T13:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:17:29.981Z</updated><title type='text'>Do I have to find a new apartment already??</title><content type='html'>Wee told us the other night that the landlord is planning on moving his family into the apartment. The letting agent told wee this and that she was no longer in charge of the apartment. A couple of days later wee leaves on holiday leaving us wonder what is going on and whether we are going to be asked to leave. Do we have to find a new apartment?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-3478558369047603400?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/3478558369047603400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=3478558369047603400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/3478558369047603400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/3478558369047603400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-i-have-to-find-new-apartment-already.html' title='Do I have to find a new apartment already??'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-5782078806600109235</id><published>2006-08-28T23:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:40:44.784Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dartboard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damage'/><title type='text'>the dartboard</title><content type='html'>Its been up for two days now and already there are 5 dart holes in the living room wall from missed throws.  I must admit that he did have some sense to try to protect the wall around the dartboard by putting up some cardboard, but lets get real, a piece of cardboard is no match for those fancy high tech slice through anything darts he bought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-5782078806600109235?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/5782078806600109235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=5782078806600109235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5782078806600109235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/5782078806600109235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/08/dartboard.html' title='the dartboard'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-1779860603059731193</id><published>2006-08-26T23:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:31:56.198Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dartboard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damage'/><title type='text'>the new toy</title><content type='html'>a dartboard!! wtf?!?!  Its a real one, not one of the velcro type 'at home' dart boards.  This involves real darts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Installation of the dartboard involved ramming a rather large screw into the wall, initially placed in the wrong spot so it had to be ripped out (leaving a large hole) and repositioned.  I have a feeling the wall is going to get wrecked pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had the girlfriend over again tonight, which would be so bad if they didn't insist on hogging the couch and showing off just how much they like to touch each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-1779860603059731193?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/1779860603059731193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=1779860603059731193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/1779860603059731193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/1779860603059731193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-toy.html' title='the new toy'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-7628995966556332770</id><published>2006-08-09T13:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T13:09:03.433Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='room raid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nickname wee'/><title type='text'>How Wee got his nickname</title><content type='html'>Not long after I moved into the apartment we all agreed to have the landline phone disconnected. This also meant losing the old dial up internet connection. This didn't bother me as I've got one of those Irish Broadband portable boxes, so I could still log onto the net. I kept the box in my room, as I never leave anything out in the living areas. This was at the time wee was off work on study leave. Flatmate #2 had asked me about sharing my box and I said no, because its cheap enough and if I want to sit on the internet all night then I should be able to without having to restrict my time so someone else can use the box. Flatmate #2 had said that he had seen Wee using the box before on several occasions. Now the only way he could have done that was to go into my room and take it. Over the course of a couple of weeks flatmate #2 had seen wee using it a fair bit, but I never caught him doing it, and the box was always returned to my room. I started hiding the box in my laundry basket, still wee found it, used it and would replace it back where it came from. One day I went home a lunchtime to get something and found wee sitting in the living room using the box. After that I started locking my bedroom door to keep him out of my room during the day. It was shortly after that a friend of flatmate #2 found a clip on youtube, about a young scottish boy and the clip was called "wee [wee's real name]" so the nickname Wee began.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-7628995966556332770?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7628995966556332770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=7628995966556332770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7628995966556332770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7628995966556332770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-wee-got-his-nickname.html' title='How Wee got his nickname'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-7734487790992679218</id><published>2006-07-15T13:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:18:33.385Z</updated><title type='text'>Who's house is this?</title><content type='html'>General observations on moving in. There is something I find odd about living here. Flatmate #2 has all of his personal stuff in his room, as do I. Wee seems to think the living room an extension of his bedroom. He has up in the living room four different sets of personal photographs, him on holidays etc, he leaves his shoes around the living room, he has all his cd's, dvd's and books in the living room, he keeps his bike in the living room etc. He has put up three really cheap tacky looking picture hooks in the hallway and has four of his coats hanging up on them. Basically he has his personal stuff strewn all over the place. Now I know he does live there, but in other apartments I've shared the unspoken protocol is that you keep your personal stuff in your room and that the common areas (kitchen, living room, hallway) kepts as free from personal space as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-7734487790992679218?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/7734487790992679218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=7734487790992679218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7734487790992679218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/7734487790992679218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/07/general-observations-on-apartment.html' title='Who&apos;s house is this?'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-8070359290729415522</id><published>2006-06-11T13:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T13:38:16.756Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immigration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><title type='text'>the girlfriend is illegal???</title><content type='html'>Had an interesting conversation with Wee's girlfriend while unpacking stuff in my room.  I'm not from Ireland and hence have to apply each year to renew my permission to work and stay in this country.  The girlfriend is also not irish, however seems years ago when she first came to Ireland she applied for a work permit and was turned down!  Instead of doing the right thing and going home she decided to stay and work here illegally.  She was giving me 20 questions over how I got my permit etc, curious as to why  could get one and she couldn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-8070359290729415522?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/8070359290729415522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=8070359290729415522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8070359290729415522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/8070359290729415522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/06/girlfriend-is-illegal.html' title='the girlfriend is illegal???'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-2773509700757503658</id><published>2006-06-11T13:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T13:36:22.349Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Theres a rubgy game on today</title><content type='html'>There is some big international rugby game on today and its on tv starting at 7am.  I know this not because I'm interested in rugby, but because wee got up at 7am and turned the tv on, on full volume of couse (if his hearing is that bad he really should look into getting a hearing aid).  Also to add to the inconsiderate nature of him, he decided to sit on the couch, just an inch away from my head.  We do have a spare chair in the living room that wasn't being used at the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-2773509700757503658?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/2773509700757503658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=2773509700757503658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2773509700757503658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/2773509700757503658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/06/theres-rubgy-game-on-today.html' title='Theres a rubgy game on today'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-3600675995625115164</id><published>2006-06-10T13:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:41:45.285Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch'/><title type='text'>why I'm sleeping on the couch this week</title><content type='html'>The room I'm suppose to be in was advertised on &lt;a href="http://www.daft.ie/"&gt;www.daft.ie&lt;/a&gt; at the end of February and I was told then I could have the room in a months time.  I gave notice on my old apartment at the end of February, but they wanted to let the room towards the end of March, so I couldn't stay there a full month.  I had expected initially to be homeless for about a week so I bought a blow up mattress and moved into a friends and slept on their living room floor for two weeks.  Yet again the moving in day was delayed.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Luckily&lt;/span&gt; I already had a two week holiday overseas booked in, so off I went hoping things would be sorted when I got back.  No such luck.  I then felt I was overstaying my welcome a bit so moved into another friends for a couple of weeks.  After getting delayed yet again on my move in date, and worried about overstaying my welcome with another friend, plus the fact that I was craving some personal space, I decided to rent a very expensive short let apartment for just one week as I'd been told the room would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; be available at the end of May.  You guessed it, the room still wasn't available, so I moved in here and slept on the couch as I couldn't afford to stay any longer in the nice but expensive short let apartment, and didn't want to wear out anymore friendships.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-3600675995625115164?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/3600675995625115164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=3600675995625115164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/3600675995625115164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/3600675995625115164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-im-sleeping-on-couch-this-week.html' title='why I&apos;m sleeping on the couch this week'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615651238345512578.post-868158006736055142</id><published>2006-06-06T23:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:48:19.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Move in day!</title><content type='html'>Todays the day I moved into my new apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5615651238345512578-868158006736055142?l=myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/feeds/868158006736055142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5615651238345512578&amp;postID=868158006736055142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/868158006736055142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615651238345512578/posts/default/868158006736055142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myflatmateisseriouslystupid.blogspot.com/2006/06/move-in-day.html' title='Move in day!'/><author><name>M.E.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
