roommate saga continues:

last night, i asked her, when are you going to replace the broken blinds?

Roommie: why should i replace something i didn't break?
me: but you broke it?
R: no i didn't. i told you that's how i found it
m: what??? you said you broke it
R: no i DIDN'T. i SAID, it was on the floor when i got home, all shattered and it fell to the garbage can.
m: you did NOT tell me that part
R: I DID
m: okay well i didn't hear you on that one
R: I TOLD YOU
m: okay then. you didn't broke it. it broke by itself
R: well, it DID, because i didn't do anything to it, so obviously you lived here for so long, it just fell apart
m: okay. sorry to have misunderstood you
R: (no sound, nothing)

then this morning, i was putting away my tupperware on my tupperware drawer and it's not there. instead it's HER stuff, so i say to her

m: what happened to my tupperware drawer?
R: oh, i moved it up above the stove because i needed a drawer
m: well, i'd appreciate it if you can tell me BEFORE you move my stuff
R: yeah

then suddenly out of nowhere she goes

R: by the way, the bathroom is gross with all your hair
m: excuse me? i cleaned out all the hair from the drain
R: no you didn't. it's all over the wall.

so i go to the bathroom and there's NO HAIR ANYWHERE

m: where's the hair?
R: well, it WAS there
m: so did you clean it off then?
R: (no comment, nothing)

what the heck? talk about wanting to "get back" at me asking her stuff. what the heck. only like a little kid would do that. sheesh!

so re: blind, i'll have my landlord fix it...i don't doubt i would've remembered what she would've told me about just a plain BROKEN blinds. but she didn't. she's really bad at communication!