Aside from our electric bill's steady increase, there are other "issues" with the current living situation. What's with me and living situations in Hawaii? Is it me? I don't think I'm overreacting or being irrational.
The estrogen half of our roommate couple, already prone to walking around in panties that are 3 sizes too small so that her lady bits are not left to anyone's imagination (or worse, short dresses without panties underneath) has now taken to walking around in short shorts and a lovely topless ensemble. She always has her hand wrapped across her somewhat generous rack, holding them up and shielding herself from a distinct R rating, but she is still topless...in the middle of the afternoon...for no reason...while everyone is wandering around the house. Why???????????? Mind you, she's not hot. She's over 6 foot, overweight (not that I'm the pot calling her black), and a Norwegian looking giantess. She could take out small children with one fell swoop.
I am no prude. Walking into the kitchen in your underwear at 3am to get ice cream is one thing. Topless afternoons are another. Not that I really care. They're boobs. It's just random. I care more about the electric bill than this because it has a more direct effect on me. The boyfriend has no interest in a topless Amazon roommate, so it's not a jealousy thing. I just don't get it. It's like she's trying to prove something. The girl is strange. From a strange planet called Minnesota.
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