"Why would you ruin perfectly good peanuts by adding candy corn? That's like saying hey, I have these awesome nachos, guess I better add some dryer lint." - Nonny
I think it would be fun. I'd want to be FB friends with the person I room with, though, so I could check them out and make sure they seem fairly normal.
Between my snoring and nocturnal farting, I'm not sure anyone would want to room with me.
Then again, we'd probably drink until we passed out and the booze sweat smell would cover the fart smell.
I'd be your roomie, His. I snore, too. And I'm a heavy sleeper, so I probably wouldn't even notice the nocturnal farting, lol. Plus, I'm all about the heavy drinking! :drink: :drink: :drink:
Eeek!! This gives me anxiety. I'd rather pay for my own room, but I'm a little weird about privacy.
Me, too. I am fanatically, painfully private. Maybe we could bunk together and just not look at each other or converse. 'Cause that's about the only way I'm bunking with someone I don't know. LOL!
ETA: I see others have already suggested that. I should read before I post. Glad to know I'm not the only weirdo on the board, though.
I'd probably get my own room because I'm kind of shy with new people at first. Then I'd hang out with everyone the first day, regret my decision to get my own room, and hang out in other people's rooms for the rest of the GTG. Cause that's the kind of shit I do.
I would totally room with His. I'd bring printed out pics of Mark Harmon and Alan Alda to plaster all over the walls. And I sleep fart too.
Before I started taking my sleeping pills I'd wake myself up with my farts because I was such a light sleeper. Now I can have Mexican food for 3 days straight and just sleep right through the horror thanks to my sleepytime drugs.
Sure. I had a roommate for the meeting I went to in Nashville. I was lucky in a way that she didn't show up. But I had not met her at all. Just knew her name.
Ima be 100% real here and say I would most likely want my own room...however I'm also the unpredictable type who might end up just falling asleep next to you while chatting away over beers. (*)