Well, a next step in a series of changes in my life has now occurred; my room-mates are gone. I've been looking forward to this for a few months now. You know, while I'm sure humans need to cohabitate in order to solve both emotional and logistical problems, I sure don't feel like I need to have that kind of living arrangement again. It's hard when your roomies don't care about your house. They don't clean, they don't fix things that they break or find broken, they take your stuff, listen to music that you can't stand, have friends that you can't stand, etc.
Of course, having said that they don't clean, take care of the place, etc., I do have to admit that I will have no one to blame if this place is a mess anymore. :)
So, now that I'm unemployed, and before I take off to Brazil, my number one task is getting this place in order, and cleaned up. Ken's room is now my room, while my old room is now the office/spare bedroom. Andy's room is now my music room - I've got a drum set, guitars, bass, etc., time to rock! - , and I've now got plenty of cupboard space to take over. I might even get some matching glass tumblers and new towels since I will be the only one to blame if they break or get musty.