RoommateBlog

Jimbo is Missing

Jim hasn't returned yet. I am beginning to get worried. Who will take on the arduous task of confirming that every website on the Internet is still working if he's not here? I would never have expected Jim to not show up for something; it's just not his style to skip things (like classes, showers, the morning, etc...).

He's Back!

James has finally returned! I made a couple of sacrifices to the Styrofoam food container gods (whom James has built a shrine to under his desk), and thankfully they seem to have worked. I can sleep well again, knowing that my little Jimmy will be snug in his bed, getting his much-deserved 13 hours of sleep tonight.

Traumatic Experiences

Jimbo was coerced into unpacking his duffel bag again. I can tell he is very distraught by this, because he is acting strangely, constantly wearing headphones (though there is only sound going through them 60% of the time, by his own admission), watching lots of wresting, and looking at cars on eBay. The poor guy has been traumatized.

Where is He?

Where has my Jimmy gone? He isn't basking in the soothing glow of his computer monitor, or sleeping, or eating lunch, or doing any of his strenuous daily routine. Maybe he went to class today...or maybe he was abducted by aliens. I would have to bet on the latter, though I feel sorry for any aliens that traversed the galaxy, looking for intelligent life, and found Jimmy. They will leave Earth thinking all that lives here is a strangely shaped vegetable that wears headphones and shirts with flowers on them. But at least Jimmy will get to enjoy a good probing.

If anybody finds my Jimmy, could you please return him to me. I am offering a reward of one (1) limited special collectors edition Super Jimmy™ (in)action figure, that may or may not closely resemble a crumpled up piece of paper. Thank you.

Relief

Jim just stumbled back in. He appears to be alright, so the aliens must have been gentler on him this time. I wish he wouldn't worry me like that again; leaving on his own for hours, possibly being productive, what's next? Braving the scary land of the bathroom to actually take a shower? I don't think I'll have to worry about him doing that anytime soon.

Fuzzy Jimmy Logic

I still can't understand why James leaves every Friday and comes back every Sunday or Monday. If he has such pressing matters at home that he needs to return there every single weekend, why not stay there all the time? I guess he doesn't want to miss sleeping thorough class every morning. Likewise, why not stick around here on weekends? Perhaps he thinks the weekends are boring here; with everyone just surfing the Internet and watching TV all day, I can see how he would feel very out of place here over the weekend. The Jimmy-logic escapes me sometimes.

Solar Alarm

Jimbo always strategically places the blinds every night so that the Sun will shine right across his face in the morning, presumably to wake him up. Despite the fact that it does not wake him up, he continues to do this every night, then moves the blinds back in the afternoon so that there is no glare on his computer screen. It's like a giant, solar-powered alarm clock. Somehow Jimbo can even sleep through light that blinds me every morning when I wake up. He's talented.

4 Days of No Jimmy

There's a four day weekend coming up; I hope Jim doesn't miss me too much. Though, he's taking his computer home with him, so he won't have to go through the trauma of being away from both me and his computer for four whole days. I know this will probably be hard for him; he's been forgoing showers all week, just so he can spend that extra 15 minutes a day with me. What a guy!

In Shock

Jimmy missed me so much over the past 4 days that I think he's in shock right now, after seeing me again. He's just sitting and staring at his computer screen. He hasn't blinked in 10 minutes. That takes some serious talent and dedication; I would expect nothing less from the little guy.

Time Management Guru

Jimbo bought some new clothes. Now he has another red shirt and another grey/blue shirt, both of the Hawaiian persuasion, of course. I guess he decided it was just easier to buy new shirts rather than wasting time washing the ones he has now. Jimbo is the model of efficiency and effective time-use. He doesn't throw away precious hours of his day doing useless, mundane tasks like going to class or showering. I think he should write a book on time management...though he's probably too busy.

War Is Upon Us

Jimmy has not washed the sheets on his bed in more than 7.5 months. This, combined with his fear of falling water causes me to worry that his sheets may soon begin moving under their own power, and perhaps attempt a hostile, smelly takeover of my clean side of the room. I have amassed a stockpile of potpourri grenades and several gallons of Lysol ammunition for my squirt gun. I am confident in my abilities to hold off the uprising, though I may have to sacrifice Jimmy to the shower gods in order to do it.

Jimmy Alert

It appears that my roommate has discovered this website. Things could get interesting now.

Dueling Blogs?

Jimbo has returned to the dorm to face another grueling week. He has not yet mentioned the fact that he knows about this site. Maybe I should offer him his own RoommateBlog about me. I can see it now: writing a blog about the guy sitting 3 feet from you who is writing a blog about you writing about him writing about a guy named Jimmy who likes chickens. This thing could really take off.

What's Wrong?

Jim is not his usual self today. He hasn't played a single video game all day long. He's just sitting there watching TV. He should do something for the sake of all the weird, bored people who read this blog. If he doesn't move soon I'm going to have to start making stuff up, just to keep this interesting.

Gymnast Jimbo

Jimbo just jumped out of his chair, did a cartwheel, followed by a back flip and a summersault. I think he's practicing for the 2004 Summer Olympics.

Just kidding. He still hasn't moved.

Standing Strong

It's good to see that knowing his life is being dissected for the entire world to read on the Internet hasn't affected Jim's life at all. He hasn't been pressured into actually showering or going to class or anything so barbaric. You have to respect a man who sticks to his principles, even if those principles are kind of dirty and smelly.

Boring Blog

Jimmy hasn't looked at this blog in more than a day now. He probably has more pressing matters to attend to, rather than wasting time reading what some guy writes about his roommate. He has important classes to skip!

Vanished

In the 15 minutes between when I left to take a shower and when I returned, James managed to wake up, pack his clothes (by zipping his duffel bag), and leave. I guess he wanted to get an early start on the rest and relaxation of spring break, after a hard week of rest and relaxation. He has a hard life.