Family time and a roommate rant.

Mom called me up on Friday while I was in Maryland to inform me that she was planning to take my three younger (12, 15, and 22) cousins to Six Flags on Tuesday and would I like to come as well? Well, obviously, this is Six Flags we’re talking about. So I had my ride drop me off on the New Jersey Turnpike on their way back to NYC and my dad picked me up. Tomorrow, my cousins L, S, and K, my mom, and I are all going to Six Flags Great Adventure. Win! (Alas, Kingda Ka is temporarily shut down due to having been struck by lightning. Although I doubt I would’ve gotten anyone to go on that ride anyway.)

Right now I’m lounging around at my parents’ house being generally useless. Today’s plans consist of nothing more taxing than running a load of laundry and perhaps taking a walk around the neighborhood with the dog.

I’m already feeling the amazing effects of being unemployed. My whole life I’ve been a kind of ‘the world is ending’ type person about this or that, full of anxiety about the future. I don’t know whether it’s something about turning 25 or going to law school finally or getting to go to my dream school, but something has definitely changed. I feel much more serene about the future. I have a plan, a list of career goals in mind, steps in a ladder leading up to The Ultimate Goal, but what is so unlike me is that I don’t feel a sense of panic about any of those things. No ‘what ifs’ or anything like that. What will happen will happen and it’ll all be fine. My mom has been telling me that for years whenever she’s had to talk me down from some ledge and it’s as if it’s finally sinking in.

In other news, my roommate J called me on Friday to inform me that our third roommate, the hated L, had locked the chain lock of our apartment and when she opened the door, she saw through the five inches of gap L’s boyfriend running naked from the living room into L’s bedroom. Five minutes later, a towel-clad L opened the door for J muttering ‘Sorry.’

UNACCEPTABLE!!!!!!!!!

Maybe I’m making a bigger deal of this than I would if I didn’t actually hate L in the first place, but I’m so totally grossed out at the fact that L and her boyfriend were having sex in our common space and went so far as to lock us out of our own apartment. Not to mention, she’s defiled the place where we eat. It’s not enough that she’s a disgusting slob who can’t clean up after herself or pull her weight in our apartment, she has to go and have sex in our common area. So fucking not cool. The tension between J and L (which was bad enough to begin with after this incident) has grown to the point where they can’t be in the same room as each other. L goes out of her way to avoid L now. Which is just fine by J. But thank God we’re going our separate ways soon. I can’t take much more of this. GROSS!