My first one of the morning consists of my usual exchange with them- a girly scream.
I guess this early it's like warming up your voice (for all the rest of the exchanges I will have with them throughout the day...)
They are quite the invasive ones- getting into my coffee pot- I give up at this point!
My roommate 'bombed' our kitchen but still makes me feel like I'm the crazy one, because- uhhh, i notice them? It's hard not to when you feel like you are sharing your kitchen with fifty other chefs,- well more like food critics; you cook, they eat what they like...
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