Californication meets Tranpacificism

And that ends that chapter, of a not so pleasant of an [academic] year, living with a math major, whose colleagues described him as having “faulty logic”.. it’s .. more than ironic.

It’s weird.. such.. overconfidence.. such.. long-windedness, and cockiness.. and I wasn’t really sure how to deal with it. Zach wasn’t sure either, that was a pain in the butt for him (to put it mildly!), a time we will never forget, but not for the best of times, but for the worst of times.

How to deal with people like that.. I still am left clueless, 2 semesters later. The time living with this guy.. it really made me question my ability to work with people and relate to them.. in retrospect, I’ve been able to have the clarity to know that it was more based on his personality that caused the big problems. I am not so flawed/etc/etc as he made me feel. I guess I also forgot the principle that people love/hate those qualities in others that they see in themselves. So, to whatever extent I reminded him of his qualities/”flaws”, that’s where I was scorned and criticized the most, and the most harshly.
Wild.

I didn’t realize how bad it was until he did something to really upset me. After I had said my goodbyes, he had an hour or so to pack, and one of his last moves was to take away our cable modem.
*#$#$%#$%
As JohnT would say, “JERK!” became my new name for him.
Why, because of my internet addiction? Good thought, and maybe that’s a part or it, but no..

How would you feel if your phone was taken away, without notice or prompting, and you realized it when you got home?
I have an internet phone, of which he is completely aware, and so I was left.. without that line of communications that’s so important, and I have been consciously trying to make all the more crucial and vital in my life..
Sigh..
I didn’t mind him taking my silverware, maybe some of my other kitchen things, but this.. was too much.

So, I guess it’s good that he did that, made sure to leave his mark of who he really is, without communicating the fact that he intended to do that. If he had told me, specifically that he was taking it, I could have made alternate arrangements. But no, other people?
He didn’t believe in a cooperative/communal household, or that people need each other .. except when he needs something, of course.

AYE. Now I’m just rambling.

It’s funny.. I thought my other roommate from this past semester, E-wreck, and him were getting along swimmingly, but once he was gone, it was clear.. EasyE’s life was so much better, happier, easier.. it was hard..

It was weird that his dog, Moses, was so sweet. My friend Joe said that’s usually how it is, asshole owners have the sweetest dogs.. other friends have reaffirmed, saying that statement makes a _LOT_ of sense. Interesting. I’d never used that word to describe him before though, so .. it’s interesting, you know?
Maybe that is the best word to describe him. Peace out..
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