Good roomies can be hard to come by.

As I get older and older, I realize that I have lived with many different peoples. I've lived with married people, my mom, some friends, a stranger or two, some couples and my mom again.

Momz house is pretty fat because it's nice and clean and she always has food.

Living with married people was kind of ehh. They fought alot, but their partys were always the best. I guess that you do make some sacrifices in marrige, but the abitity to party shouldn't be one of them.

My frosh year of college I went to live in the dorms at Western Oregon. I made it one term in that town, but my roomie was a trip. He talked about how his brother was in some psychoschool for psychotic behavior. One night, "Rustin" mt roomie went out and had a few beers. He kinda tripped out and started seinging a bat in our tiny dormroom. But I just kept bring people in to our room, so as to make him paranoid, I even invited our RA too.

Living with friends can be a real quick thing. The first time I moved out from Momz, I was gone for 2 months. It was during the hottest summer and my friend Ian was f-ing this big girl with big boobies. But the floors were hardwood and there was a draft which made the entire house
stink like musty sex. It sucks not having air-conditioning like Momz does.

When I moved in with people that I worked with it was fun. All we really did was get f'd up and talk shit about how lame work was. Too many late nights are a killer though. I don't like people enough to want to see them every night.

I live with my friend and his kid(part time). It's pretty cool, but kids make lots of noise early in the morn and that takes a bit to get use to. It's kinda cool to be an adult figure in a childs life, it's just hard when you can't beat them because they aren't yours. Just kidding!!!

I like having someone to chat with so I don't really want to live alone. But living with one person is much better than having cancer, or living with 2 people.

Love, Miguel