Come friday, come fire?

I was forced out of bed this morning, and by morning I mean at noon, because of my neighbour playing the most obnoxious uhn-tiss-music ever made. It was like a flood of bad bass and it would. not. stop. So I had to GET DRESSED, get up and eat something to stop my low blood sugar levels from making me walk -really- hard over the floor to make my point. I'm not even sure it's the person directly below me. Probably not.

Anyways, I went out in the kitchen to find something to eat. The choice fell on fish. Fishy fishy. Altough this time I will REALLY try not to forget having made fish in the oven and totally forget that I had the waterfilled oven pan in the sink, sitting there just gathering up all the most disgusting parts of fishyness while I leave town for four days, leaving my roomies dumbfounded of who would leave such an atrocity in their cooking quarters.

Unfortunately, they were all in the kitchen when I returned from my journey, and they instantly started discussing to what extent it was hideous and that I could be only perpertrator of this hideous crime. Gee, thanks, missed me a lot?

Apparently, they at least rejoiced my departure in the form of throwing a party, leaving stuff everywhere and according to hearsay, Director almost set the kitchen on fire. I came home like a battle scarred hero after spending seven hours in my moms tiny backseat that had been spent with a smelly dog staring at me, and was met by complains about simple but shortly rotten fish and stories of the weekend.

I'm considered the mom in the collective because I'm the oldest (gosh) and the most responsible (boring), but I mean, can't a mom leave the security of the own home to pet the aunt's pregnant belly, have sneaky sex outside with bf to keep it from my mom and my sister's knowledge (at least she almost never reads this blog) and just lay around being a guest for four days, without coming back to scorch marks in the kitchen table?
It's like leaving your teenage sons home alone with an unhindered access to alcohol because they happen to be the legal age without the sanity of it. Sounds like a good time though. Hopefully they'll behave while I'm gone this time.