I Lick My Cheese

"I Lick My Cheese" , if you have roommates and have not read this book go and get it now.  Don't order it or even bother clicking the link that I just linked to for a review of it.  Just go get the book from the book store, library, someone's house...just read it.  Anyone who has had a bad experience with a roommate, which is pretty much anyone who has ever had a roommate, needs this book to stay sane.

Hi, this is my first experience with roommates and I have chosen, or been chosen, to live with three women.  I have been here for about 6 months so far and it is NOT as awesome as some of you guys out there would think. It has been half a year of insanity, feminine hygiene and relationships.  I am going to use this blog to hopefully bring some of these adventures to a larger audience and get the crazy out of my brain...at least some of it. 

First a little story about cheese...

So my girlfriend and I were making dinner at my house the other day and I decided to eat some of the cheese that I had leftover from the other day.  I took it out of the fridge and we cut it up and ate it...as one would do with cheese.  A couple days later I received a text from my roommate asking, "Did you guys eat the end of my cheese?"   

I of course ignored this thinking that it must be directed at someone else.  Then I got home and saw a note on the fridge...

This is not an exaggeration...

So I took it on my self to correct what was apparently my fault and had obviously been an enormous faux pas. 

I went to the local grocer and purchased the second biggest block of cheddar they had...