The Seventh Roomate.

     So, we had a suite meeting. We sat Warren down, and basically told him that he’s not our roomate, and he needs to get out. In a nice way. So we’re happy about that. I don’t know…it was kind of awkward. Jen likes Warren, and doens’t have a problem with him. She kept giving me these looks all throughout, and giving me this feeling like she was referring to last night or something. So I questioned her, and she flipped out like, right there.

     I kind of felt bad for Warren, watching him stand there, all nervous. I don’t know, he just talks behind our backs ALL the time, and causes problems. We don’t need someone who’s here so often he’s referred to as, "the seventh roomate". We don’t need that. And not to mention Josh, Metalman and Phil all don’t visit because he’s a dick to everyone. He hoards the TV…tells other people to do their part, dishes, etc. It’s like, "dude, we worked our asses off to live here, and ur getting a free ride. Stop! and don’t tell us what to do in our house!" so ya…that was pretty much it…