(Note: This author’s rant is drawn from his experience living with three other roommates.)
- This used to be food. I think.
No, this post isn’t about the your second grade science project where you made a volcano. Or the one in third grade where you grew an onion. (Hey now. We’re not here to judge the quality of my childhood science projects.) But rather, it’s what my roommates and I like to call that tupperware container you’ve left in the fridge for the past four months. Please allow me to rant. Thank you. Read more
