Came home from work and drove roommate to visit his girlfriend working the drive through of a coffee shop. I donated my baked treats and a candy cane for her gift from my roommate. He wrote a poem for her. As I went to bed, roommate said he will start cleaning the house. I have not done much cleaning the past 3 years since I started working overnight shifts. Feels like working 6 days a week and exhausting. Plus nobody comes over anymore so there's no point to it. I wake up and roommate is sleeping on the couch with a song about getting wasted playing on repeat.
I watch The Nutcracker on YouTube as I read my emails. I discovered it is raining so can't turn on the lights outside. There's a button on the outlet that does prevents this. Baked more cookies for our gift exchange tomorrow and roommate wakes up. He asks for something from his room for his sore back. I discovered my closet doors have a bunch of knives and holes in them. Ask what he did to my doors. The sliders for doors broke so he used them for target practice. Once I get done baking cookies, I watch Jack Frost from 1979 on my phone in my room. Roommate is playing a game on the living room TV.
Go to work using an umbrella. Pro wrestling is here. Don't know any of their names but get excited about looking at tall, buff men.
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