Maybe living with Dante isn't as great as I thought it would be... I love coming home to him every night and just kicking it with him but there are just times you need a little personal space. I wish Kristi and I had a TV in the living room so I'd have some other room to be in. Everything I have personally is in my room - TV, VCR, DVD, computer, radio, etc. Last night he had the song "Braid my Hair" by Mario on repeat from the time I got home from Steph's place at 9:30p to past midnight. He was either on the phone, downloading songs or chatting online that whole time and singing "braid my hair, why don't you braid my hair"... I wanted to tell him "dammit - learn another line! and besides, you don't have any hair to braid!!" I was on the bed flipping through the People Magazine I "borrowed" from the office (which I forgot to bring back this morning - hope they don't notice until after lunch, when I can go home and bring it back) and even pictures of the sexiest men alive couldn't keep me from getting irritated.