Lone wolf

Well with both of my roommates MIA of late, I've had the apartment to myself for the better part of the week and I've come to some realizations. I have always balked at the idea of living by myself, but it does have its merits.

A quick forecast of how life would be sans roommates:

I would sleep less, but at the same time I would be more productive. I would never take a shower before 12 AM. There would be one half of my house that would be Spartan and under utilized, except in the cases of courting the fairer sex. Spending the evening hours wearing a bathrobe is a luxury most people do not know. Shining my shoes will become a weekly habit. I will attempt to increase my tolerance for alcohol, but it will still be a losing battle. I will do push-ups while watching tv; which will always be on, regardless if I am in the room or not. I will have only have two sets of dishes that I will eat off of and one glass , which I will only drink water out of, will last me for 3 days. I will take a stab at a new recipe once a week, but the most organic thing in the house will be Crest toothpaste. And going for walks at night will once again become second nature to me.

So in conclusion the idea of having roommates until the day I get married probably isn't going to happen. But looking back at what I just wrote my personas will alternate between eccentric recluse and brooding. Sweet!

See you soon girls.