Got another story from last night. So, the idiot slept all day yesterday, then woke up around 7pm.

His noisy friends game over at midnight last night, which is fine as I was still awake. They left around 12:30, and I went to bed around 1:30. I'm asleep and around 2:30 they come storming into the house, yelling and stomping around, waking me up. I yell half awake, "Shut the hell up!". But, they continue on. Finally, I storm out of my room and yell," I'm trying to fucking sleep, shut the hell up or I'll kick your asses out of here!".

They decided to leave.

What a complete dumbass and waste of space.

why are you still dealing with him? kick his sorry ass to the curb

I've figured it is better to just deal with it, as I'm moving out next month.
Although, I'm considering just blowing up on his ass. But, I'll probably just keep quiet, and then when I'm about to leave, unleash this manifesto of complaints and obscenities to him.

upperdeck his toilet before you take off

I can't remember anything to bitch about. I only had a couple of roomies when I was younger. I always made sure it was someone I got along with before. One house was 5 houses from the beach, and his girlfriend was a Hawaiian Tropic model. He had a jetski we rode in the surf all the time. It was in the early-mid 80's when MTV was in Daytona, Spring Break was 6 - 8 weeks long for us, and I worked for the cable tv co. and got into all the VIP parties. Life will never be that fun again.