Trapped

For the most part, I like living with roommates. It gives me people to talk to, people to be social with, people to serve, and people who care about whether or not you came home last night. Once in a while, however, it would be nice to live alone! At this very moment I am trapped in my bedroom. I mean, I suppose I could go to the living room, turn on all the lights and start cleaning like I had plannedto this evening, but I'm pretty sure that wouldn't go over very well with my roommate and her boyfriend who are on the couch "watching a movie." Thus, I am bound to my room for the evening. The end. By me.