another reason I'm counting the hours until I move:

[CanuckAmok]

the woman I'm staying with is driving me nuts.

I rented "The Shawshank Redemption" to watch, a half-hour at a time while I treadmill. Somehow, I've never seen this amazing movie.

Exactly 25 minutes into the movie, my 'room-mate' comes home, and says "hey, is this the Shawshank Redemption?", and plunks herself down on the sofa.

Why is this so bad? Because she talks incessantly through every movie we've ever watched together.

So far she she's said "are they going to fuck him up the ass?", "did David Mamet write this?", "What did (Tim Robbins) do to go to prison?", etc.

Then she talks to the dog: "who's a good puppy? You are!!"

So, I don't want to watch it right now...because I'm saving it for tomorrow's treadmill session. But she's watching it, and there's nowhere in this small house where I can't hear what's going on. Basically, I'm going to be able to hear the whole movie tonight, inbetween inane interjections, and won't be able to enjoy it later.

Can you tell I'm an 'only child'?

I move in 13 days...that's around 312 hours, more or less.

[LoZoccolo]

1. I've never seen that movie.

Do they fuck him in the ass?

[CanuckAmok]

3. Him first, then you. n/t

[Nevernose]

2. Sounds like a pretty good argument for capital punishment

This is why I live alone, except for my kid (and since she's my kid, she has to do what I say, and not harbor ill will). In fact, every time I get lonely, I just think of my ex-wife, and the ex-roommates before her, and I suddenly am not lonely anymore.

[CanuckAmok]

4. It actually makes me miss my ex-wife...

she was a great movie-watching partner, because she never talked during them, and she always seemed to laugh whenever I did.

So it wasn't a total loss!

Still, in 13 days, I'll be sitting in my red vinyl sofa, drinking single malt scotch from the bottle, in my boxers and an offensive t-shirt scratching myself and rewinding whenever I want to!

mmmmm...bachelorhood!