I can be a bitch. I can be irrational. I can be inflexible. I can be unreasonable. I can be picky and anal and temperamental. Most of the time, I'm not these things. Most of the time, I don't *like* being these things. But this time, I'm all of them. And I'm just peachy-keen-fine-and-dandy with that. Because sometimes the fault lies entirely with me. But that isn't the case this time.

So, yes. Suffer at the hands of my lesser nature, darlin', because I've been suffering at your better for the entire time you've been here. And now that we've gotten this out in the open, I'm free to enjoy my own space---physical and mental---once more. And now that my lesser nature is out of the way, I'm free to hope that you won't be feeling freakish and inferior, as I have the past two weeks. No matter that it might do wonders for your character.

Sincerely,
your "sensitive" roommate

My amour-propre has been restored. Thank heaven. I can't believe how much I've missed it.

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