Guess I'm going to be an old spinster...

I have decided that I love living alone. I actually don't think that I'm capable of having a roommate anymore, unless it is someone that I am "romantically involved" with. I just recently had a roommate for about 3 months after living alone for 5 years, and it was one of the most difficult 3 months of my life. I got downright mean, and I'm not really sure why. I suppose it has to be that my home is my sanctuary, and after spending all day being nice to people and putting up with a lot of things, I want to be able to come home and kick back and be ALONE. However, with a roommate, it doesn't work that way. It's not the roommate's fault, and unfortunately I ended up not being the (insert sarcasm tag here) nice, loving person that I normally am .

As a side note, I LOVE the movie Erin Brokovich. I just thought I would mention that, since it's on TV right now.

Killer lines from the movie:

Erin Brockovich: Oh bite my ass, Krispy Kreme!
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Ed Masry: So what makes you think you can just walk in there and take whatever you want?
Erin Brockovich: They're called boobs, Ed.
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Ed Masry: In a law firm you may want to re-think your wardrobe a little.
Erin Brockovich: Well as long as I have one ass instead of two I'll wear what I like if that's alright with you?
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Kurt Potter: Wha... how did you do this?
Erin Brockovich: Well, um, seeing as how I have no brains or legal expertise, and Ed here was losing all faith in the system, am I right?
Ed Masry: Oh, yeah, completely. No faith, no faith...
Erin Brockovich: I just went out there and performed sexual favors. Six hundred and thirty-four blow jobs in five days... I'm really quite tired.

What a great movie. Brings a smile to my face every time.