Woke up to hear my roommate plotting. It turns out she thought the sounds of me being sick and talking to Cleveland were sex.
I thought she’d turned the tv up because my music was too loud, and since we weren’t having sex I turned it down and thought that was good. I was trying not to disturb her if she was watching something.
I’ve done everything I can to be a good and considerate roommate but I can’t fix stuff I’m not doing.
I’m not going to be able to please her. Guess we’re having another meeting.
But.. I was feeling better, so I left all day to have fun with Traveler. I am not letting this spin me and I’m kinda proud of that.