The most important person in my life is my best friend.

It’s true.

So today he announced that he’s going to start saving money and start putting together his bedroom the way that he wants it. This is the first time he’s had a room to call his own. The fact of the matter is, he has more than just a bedroom of his own, the rest of the house is just as much his with one exception…

…my library.

The truth is that when I did all that work to get this house, I did it largely so he (and I) would have a place to live. I really just want him to have stability in his life and to not have to worry about things like a place to live.

So I was happy with his announcement.

Very happy.

Meanwhile my other roommate has announced that he is going to get a pet snake with his next paycheck which should be very exciting. He better take care of it because snakes are not my thing and I do not even know where to even begin with them.

I’m not too thrilled that he wants a pet like that… here. But he better be responsible with it. I don’t know what I’d do if it ever got out.


Oh well, I think that my best friend will step in if the snake needs help being taken care of.

Honestly though, I love sharing a house with my best friend, it’s the greatest thing ever.