Okay... I am in college in a relatively good sized apartment. There are four of us living here. It's a two bed-room apartment. Two of my roommates are friends of mine. One of them is my roommate from freshman year. We get along just fine, never had any problems. The other friend is a fellow illustrator. He's a quiet and pretty much keeps to himself and doesn't cause any problems for anyone. He just sleeps a lot. So far, you're might be thinking everything sounds good... You're partially right. Between the 3 of us, there are not problems.

The problem is the fourth. Now, for those of you who play wow, lemme put in perspective just what this guy looks like... Take the typical ogre, y'know find them all over arathi highlands and alterac mountains. remove the horn and the teeth, knock down the muscle mass but leave the flab, give it hair and clothes and the loudest voice imaginable and that's Jacob.

Feel free to stop reading now if you think you've got a general idea about where this is headed. And now for the fun part: his personality... He's an only child, the typical only child. As in, I want it and I deserve it. He throws his weight around and likes to set rules for everyone else. He follows these rules when it's convenient for him and never before. He talks ENTIRELY too much and interrupts EVERYONE, including adults. He'll seriously ask a question and then blurt out something in the middle of your explanation.

I'm sure you're wondering "then why did you decide to live with this person?" He's my female roommate's boyfriend. It's the only reason. I would not breathe the same air if I didn't have to. Now, I tried to be nice, I agreed to let the "happy couple" share the larger room instead of sticking his arrogant, egotistical ass on the couch, which, by the way, is where he belongs. Oh, and the room they share is twice the size of the other bedroom. It's huge and there's easily enough room for all of his stuff. However, he felt the need to set up his tv and x-box in the living room. He says there isnt enough room in their room... which is completely false.

I live in a corner next to the kitchen... a... corner.... In this corner, I fit a futon, a fridge, drawers for my clothes and pretty much all of my art supplies. The happy couple also felt the need to get two large couches, claiming we needed them in case company came over.... We don't have company. Sarah, Chris and I don't socialize and no one can stand Jacob... Who the hell's coming over?

Oh, did I mention the Ogre is a complete slob? You should see the apartment. He'll bitch at Chris for not keeping his room clean... You should see their room. You should see ALL the space he claims as his with dirty dishes, candy wrappers, empty alcohol containers, everything.

And all of this isn't even why I decided to rant. Normally, I wouldn't bother, but today, he really just rubbed my fur the wrong way. Perhaps it's the remnant of caffeine in my system, I really don't know. So I was watching the Lorax on youtube. He came out from his room, flopped on the couch, turned on BOTH tv's so he could watch the matrix WHILE PLAYING a racing game... He didn't bother with turning down the volume, oh no, he just came out there like he owns the place. And on top of that, he starts talking on mic with someone at a volume usually reserved for trying to get the attention of someone next to you at a ROCK CONCERT.... My computer was right in front of me and I couldn't hear a word...

I wanted to tear him apart. I wanted to beat his skull in with that damned controller and the bash the damn tv against the wall... He gives everyone so much reason to hate him...But I can't do any of it... It's not in me...and it tears me apart.