Theme Song: "Stranded at the Drive-In" - John Travolta (from Grease)
Previously on Chaos Under The Big Top: The College Years... After throwing down with Ambika at gBurg's SpringFest, one of James' ex-boyfriends proposed that they live together next year and after much consideration, he accepted.
It's a lil' past 2 o'clock and I'm sitting on the eurofuton (which I built all by myself two nights ago), watching Repossessed, waiting for the call. My phone rings and it's him--he has finally arrived toting the second half of our dorm room. I rush through the corridor, open the front door, to reveal... Billy and los padres. For those who aren't In The Know, Billy and I dated for a brief while last semester (short & sweet), and after plans for a theme house and a single room fell through, we linked up and selected an AWESOME room known as Lahm-10.
Our differences become extremely visible when we haul his stuff into the room: 3 paper bags stuffed to the rim with Grade B snackage, Cartoons/Anime on DVD, and of course, that famous Japanese Pullip doll collection. I guess it's all because my relationship with food is not a great one, I always prefer live-action over animated, and the dolls themselves don't freak me out... it's the fact that he makes them pose for pictures that just gives me the heebie-jeebies sometimes.
And unlike me, there's lots of food that requires refrigeration... I mean, who brings meat loaf in a ziploc baggie to college (said the vegetarian)? Really, I pick the bag up like it's drenched in toxic waste & laced with anthrax. *sigh* The real kicker is when Billy's mom says to me, "Here's some cheese for you boys to snack on." *blank 45-second stare* Do I really look like the type of guy who, after a long hard day of classes, would kick back with a nice slice of cold American cheese and watch "Reba"...? Don't answer that, BTW.
I'm a Mac and He's a PC (literally)
I'm an iPod and He's a Pullip
I'm Queer As Folk (live-action) and He's Duck Tales (animated)
I'm black & tan bedding and He's white & teal sheets
I'm a Magic 8 Ball and He's the Cheshire Cat
I'm a Democrat and He's a Log Cabin Republican *gringe*
AND YET IT ALL WORKS OUT, LOL!
On the way out, I comment to the parents that he and I'll be just fine, especially since I can be a raging neat freak at times. Billy's mom bursts out laughing and says, "He's not, Muahahaha!" Oh shit. On that note, I once again drop to my knees and clear the debris from our cool area rug with tiny strips of scotch tape. While I'm inadvertently doing a spectacular Joan Crawford impression, Kat swings by and is our first official houseguest. I give her a tour, sit her down on the couch, and force feed her my coffeetable books. Topics under discussion include Lance Bass (hah!), Project Runway, and Strangers with Candy.
All our differences aside, I do love having him as a roommate. Although friends of mine said rooming with an ex would be next to impossible, we're two ADults who've acknowledged our hasty romance and have totally moved on. That's right... two gay guys can live together without being all over each other 24/7. It's just great to have someone both to talk and to bitch about gay dating, pop culture, the music department, politics, etc. Besides, who else would remember the Superhuman Samurai Syber Squad?!
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