bliss

So my roomate finally made it home from Warp Tour. I'm not quite sure how to take the fact that she was home for three days before even showing her face to say hi. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that she completely flaked out on her life which affected me and the burlesque troupe, and the woman she does attendant work for, and her education, and her family, and her friends, and her unemployment status. Sucks to be her!