My Roommate Is a Moron

I swear to god.

He came in and asked me what 'benevolent' meant, after I was explaining what was going on a TV show.

This person supposedly has a Masters?! WTF! What does America do, hand out Masters degrees like Ralph Klein flicks pennies to the homeless? Jesus!

Also - when I started laughing at Kathy Griffin's My Life On the D-List' (a simple, and embarrassing pleasure) - in a really loud, raucous cackle as she tried on a monstrous bow dress given to her by a drag-queen with a beard, he shut the door!

The man has no sense of humour.

He thinks 'Lil Bush is funny, and that the largest source of information people can find is the History channel. He refuses to listen to anyone - consistently cuts them off mid-story - and then tells long-winded, unfunny, pointless stories.

OH MY GOD its painful.

I can't wait until he realizes he's gay. I'm thinking of outing himself to himself. Is that a bad wish?!