Anne and I spent another three days holed up in her room this weekend. Before you judge us, just know that I finally bought Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days (which is FRIGGIN AWESOME, in case you were wondering) and managed to get Anne hooked too. We intended to actually do something productive on Saturday... like do our laundry... but *coughs* that didn't really happen.
Anyway, I don't know about Anne, but by Sunday I had no clean socks, so we went downstairs to the 'man cave' (the basement is a guys' floor in our dorm) to do some laundry. We figured it would go fast since we each only had one load, right? A good thing, since for reasons unknown the basement of Sullivan smells like a mixture of kitty litter, old gym socks, and horse manure.
Much to our dismay (or EXTREME IRRITATION), some guy had taken up three of the four washing machines doing like a BAJILLION loads of laundry. His basket was still sitting on the floor with unwashed clothes in it. Now, at this point Anne and I are getting pretty pissed, because, sure, we procrastinated our laundry, too, but it wasn't like we were completely monopolizing the laundry room, unlike SOME JERKS I KNOW (or don't know, actually.)
(Laundry-room-guy, if you're reading this, please know it's not a personal attack...)
One of his loads had 12 minutes left on it and the other two had 18, so I stuck my laundry in the machine that wasn't being used and Anne waited for the other one. When it was done we dumped the clothes in his basket on the floor and unloaded the wet stuff into his basket. (FYI, touching unknown persons' boxers, clean or not = gross.) Then we went and crashed on the conveniently-located couch in the laundry room and Anne revised her rhetoric paper while I laid the smackdown on virtual Heartless. (I LOVE Kingdom Hearts, in case you couldn't tell.)
Soon enough, laundry-room-guy came in after the last two loads he'd started were done. Anne and I pretty much glared at him whenever he wasn't looked. I mean, seriously, there were some major death-vibes going on in that room. I wouldn't be surprised if he had nightmares.
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