Friday, August 24, 2001

This morning bereakfast was the rest of the cantloupe from last night. Except for the part that my roommate apparently ate.

I don't mind sharing food, in fact I prefer it to having jealously guarded stashes of stuff, but she always ends up taking "the good stuff." Like we had a gallon of chocolate brownie ice cream that one of my friends brought over. My friend and I each had a small bowl around 10 or 11 p.m. on a Friday. On Sunday early afternoon I went to get another small bowl. There were only about 2 small servings left! So somehow she ate at least half a gallon of ice cream, by herself, in a day and a half. (I checked with my other roommate and she hadn't had any.) Or I buy natural peanut butter. While I was still unpacking the groceries, roommate 1 came into the kitchen and was like "oh, this is great, I prefer this peanut butter" etc. and immediately started making something for herself with it. I hadn't even opened it! I think I used the pb (normal sized jar) twice. Then it was gone. Wouldn't be a problem if she bought similar stuff to contribute. But it never seems like she does. And the groceries she does buy she keeps in some bags separate from the normal canned goods, etc. that we store in our cabinets. So we feel like we can't take the stuff she's bought. Not that we would want to because she never buys stuff for herself that falls into the 'good stuff' category. But if we buy it, she'll eat it faster than anyone I've ever seen. Roommate 2 and I have discussed it and agree that we have stopped, or cut down on buying things that roommate 1 might like because we know that we'll get maybe one taste of it ourselves before it disappears.

Okay, I realize that this sounds ludicrous. And I do have a weird relationship with food. But when I buy a jar of peanut butter I expect it to last about a month or two. Not under 2 weeks.

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