So, I've had this new Mr. Roommate for over a month now and he's decided to utilize his side of the extra space to create a dungeon / painting studio.
 

I can't explain how thrilled I am. Not only will 'how was your day' bear some serious fruit, but it means bugging cantankerous goatman next door, who's bedroom lies beneath the walkway! "Before 10:30pm, bylaw states...", as we'll shrug in false apology. Goatman is one to take a mop handle to his ceiling when the neighbor's CAT jumps from the table to the floor.
 

My prayer is he is driven fully insane with screams and wails of 'torture' so he leaves, and I will graciously take over his apartment with the stunning view.
 

And, rather cool to have an unassuming dominant pervert as a roomie, although the power struggles about cleaning have begun to emerge. I don't think he's said please once about anything. I'm going to Thailand and he's asked me to buy him a huge piece of wooden sculpture. Please? "You're going to Thailand! I'm not going to ask you nicely!!" Guess who won't be getting any art from momma bear? Damn dominants! Useful, though if he manages to rid the building of goat.