So I live in a townhouse in the south of Adelaide with 2 boys. One is my bestfriend-boyfriend known as on this blog as The BF and the other being our mutual high school friend, and to protect his identity to those who don’t know him, lets call him Angus Night.
Angus is a really great guy. He has the best heart, will go out of his way to do things for you to help out, is really funny and all that. But this is his first year living out of home (July 2015), and he isn’t really that good at it yet.
Now in no way am I saying that I’m the perfect housemate. I’m either really messy or a complete neat freak. I don’t do the dishes enough but I also obsessively scrub the bathroom sink and force them to help clean the house top-to-toe just because I’m in the mood to do stuff. This segment is dedicated to all the quirky and stupid things that both of my housemates do, and it’s for a bit of a laugh and all in the name of fun (I’m sure if the boys had their own platforms to embarrass me they would to, but they don’t so…), because boys, you just make it too easy for me at times.