Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

Radiohead, "Creep"
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What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here.

It was great to see my folks at Christmas. They treated Saturday like a Sunday visitation day, which meant forgoing the weekly cleanup. Of course, rooms 224 and 226 decide to clean anyway (no one gives you an ass inspection, but you still wipe, right?) but the responsibility of cleaning the bathroom always falls on the new guy. But being a young punk, Older Mike and I (as well as room 224) really didn't appreciate the way he failed to do so, given the lack of inspection. I've related best to Older Mike so far of all my roommates, and we both agree that Younger Punk Mike is a young punk.