I was dead set on drinking my first green beer and documenting the history and excitement for you out there in Cultistland, but then I decided to eat Rocky Road on a cone, cut my dog’s hair (horribly uneven with scissor marks, just the way he likes it) and spend forever on my new favorite website passiveagressivenotes.com.I promise, more excitement to come later this week…(and new store items too!)

At least I wore green.

Passiveagressivenotes.com reminds me of the good ol’ days when I had roommates…shudder.  Someone is always eating someone’s food or taking their clothes or late on rent or not cleaning or cleaning too much, etc.  Gross.

I noticed there was an overwhelming amount of posts regarding bathroom issues, i.e. using toothpaste, not replacing toilet paper…I once had a roommate that would piss all over the toilet seat.  Oh, the countless nights where I would find myself sitting on old, cold piss.  No notes were needed, I would beg, cry and scream to his face to lift the lid but nothing seemed to work. Maybe all I needed was the cutsie, rhyming grandma approach…. 

Lastly, if you are like me and are still getting used to the blissfully un-private and  ’dear diary-esque’ nature of Facebook, then you will appreciate these posts from passiveagressivenotes:

This is why my phone has an automatic lock function. I guess Amanda was really, really horny after two months of separation from whiny McWhinersons Nick and decided to punish him for being an ATROCIOUS SPELLER.

Hey Brooke, you totally still have my DMB Live at Red Rocks CD I lent you yesterday after Algebra class.  I would like to dedicate these lyrics to the end of our high-school friendship:

Crash Into Me

Youve got your ball
Youve got your chain

Tied to me tight tie me up again

Whose got their claws
In you my friend

Into your heart Ill beat again

Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock

And sweet you roll

Lost for you Im so lost for you

You come crash into me

And I come into you

I come into you

In a boys dream

In a boys dream 

 HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY!

xo, Cultist