Irony. I am at home right now, alone, while my roommate is at the bar. I am home, broke, while my roommate is spending money at the bar that he does not have while at the same time owing me one hundred dollars. I have $18 to my name until Tuesday so I cannot do go out or afford any such luxury, but he can. I find that funny. It's also funny that I don't even care. I could care less that he is spending money that I earned...at least he is having fun.

I am not bitching, far from it. I could honestly not care less. Whatever. I just think it's one more example of where my selfless and forever willingness to help others any way I can takes me.

Such is the life of the perennial nice guy.