{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "ROOMMATE STORIES PART INFINITY", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/643403327508447232/", "html": "<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/purgatory--and--probiotics-deac/643391502668660736\" target=\"_blank\">purgatory&ndash;and&ndash;probiotics-deac</a>:</p><blockquote><h1>ROOMMATE STORIES PART INFINITY</h1><p>Long term followers remember the Harvard Roommate era, shortly after I moved to DC I would complain about my roommates being various flavors of obnoxious. This was all on my old tumblr. Anyway, here&rsquo;s the sequel.</p><p>I moved out of that house after a year and rented an apartment with 3 boring (in a good way) roommates in their mid twenties. Occasionally one of them would move out and be replaced with another boring roommate. Until covid. Lots of people, including my 3 boring roommates, left cities. And there weren&rsquo;t many people to replace them with. So now I live with 3 19 year olds. (I am 26)</p><p>These roommates are all very sweet but I feel like the house mom and I don&rsquo;t like it. Fortunately my lease ends in June and I will be able to afford a smaller apartment with 0 roommates.</p><p>Yesterday, one of my roommates (let&rsquo;s call him Bob) went riding on a rental scooter, fell, and got a nasty scrape on his knee. I gave him bandaids and alcohol wipes and antibiotic ointment because he was bleeding on the floor. This roommate is in college in another state but he has a remote internship in DC and his parents are paying for him to live here for the experience.</p><p>Then I taught another one of my roommates (let&rsquo;s call her Jen) how to use the oven. Later in the evening, she knocked on my door, which I am not used to roommates doing unless it&rsquo;s a dire emergency. My roommates have always been distant acquaintances I happen to live with. Anyway, I opened the door and she said she had a stupid question. I said &ldquo;there&rsquo;s no such thing as a stupid question&rdquo; and I thought I was being sincere. I think people should ask random questions and I don&rsquo;t think anyone should be shamed for curiosity. But her question was &ldquo;do you think it&rsquo;s possible to get high if you put a joint in your vagina&rdquo; and tbh I think that&rsquo;s a stupid question. I did my best to answer, but I was proven a liar and a hypocrite.</p></blockquote>"}