When agoraphobia backfires

Earlier today (about 50 seconds ago) I was having a conversation with a dear friend (MC) about running into shitheads we don’t like. My response was “I avoid people I hate by never leaving my apartment!” 

I literally have only gotten out of bed in the last 5 hours to make coffee/pour coffee/pee out coffee. 

Then I realized no matter how much time I spend on Tumblr whilst sitting on my throwing cups of coffee down my throat….I have a roommate.

A roommate that I hate.