Let me paint a picture for you.
Rob and I have been in the same room since 7:30 and haven't said a word since 7:45. It is now 10:23.
Rob is on the big couch facing the TV with a head set on and yelling to his teammates on X-Box that they are running the wrong way, save him he is bleeding out, or that they need to get the "Mozeltoff"(that is what it sounds like he is saying).
I am on the love seat. TV is on my right with explosives going off, Rob yelling on my left. I roll my eyes every few minutes and sit there with the laptop on my legs typing away.
This is 3-4 nights a week and I wonder why we dislike each other most days.
This is retarded I am going to bed :)