Today, Vaati spent 400 dollars on dark purple paint for his "room." You see, when he moved in, he claimed the entire loft area of the appartment to himself, leaving me to the downstairs with a room next to the kitchen. What really gets on my nerves is that I'm not allowed to go within a 20 foot radius of the stairs, while he and his "henchman" OJ or whatever his name is play checkers and yell in the kitchen, downstairs, RIGHT NEXT TO MY ROOM. I've told him to keep quiet multiple times because I'm usually trying to read, but every time he just gives me this foul look. So much for manners. Well, anyway, back to the paint. He and OJ carried the paint upstairs to his "lair" as labeled on the door, and immediately began smearing it on the walls. Oh, and did I mention that they forgot to use primer and spread a tarp on the floor? As a result, the room now looks like crap and the floors are ruined. (The only reason I know is because he invited me in to see how "awesome" it looks.) I doubt I'll ever be able to sell this appartment now... -.-
On Thursday, Vaati voluteered to go food shopping with OJ. This was a total surprise to me, because he usually groans or gives that trademark look when I kindly ask him to go, because I go every week. So, naturally, I let him. WORST. MISTAKE. EVER. First off, he and his little "friend" stole all the food from the store, and here's the worst part: what he stole was all of the most horrible tasting food. We're talking the inedible, liver, etc. I mean, if you were to steal food, wouldn't you want to steal a wedding cake or something? 8 pounds of liver...sheesh. He better eat it all, because I'm not touching it. Either he has the weirdest sense of taste, or he's just trying to drive me nuts. Personally, I think he's just trying to drive me nuts.
On the positive side, Vaati's stealing of the liver is, although pathetic, solid evidence. Now all he needs to do is commit an actual crime and sending him behind bars will be a breeze! Plus, I already called the authorities on OJ. Apparently he escaped from prison or something. What was it he did again? I can't remember... Well, the point is, they should come to fetch him in any minute... That's what you get for ruining my floors! :P
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