New Roommate!

Here's the thing (My new roommate will think that line is hilarious). I am far too much in other people's business. Not in a evil, gossipy way, rather a I-really-think-I could-help way. Regardless, it is never a good idea. Last week I had a chat with my brother about some concerns I have about where his life is going, why he is only interested in shit-bag girls and that he should be more self-reflective. Somehow he flipped it on me and I had a major crisis that I was just projecting all my concerns for myself onto him. I have since realized that is not true. My concerns for him are realistic as he is pushing forty and still acts like he's sixteen. I, on the otherhand, am just reaching my late twenties (is 27 late or mid?: no old jokes D&L.) I feel that my life is in a good place for my late twenties. Also I am not purposefully mean to boys. Well, okay I am purposefully mean to obnoxious drunk boys who bugger me relentlessly at the bar, but that is it. The point is that I should let my brother be, because no amount of drunken conversations will push him along toward maturity. Truly, I have advice for just about every topic. I try to keep it to myself most of the time. You know, unless someone asks for advice.
On a happier note, I have a new roommate. I was a little apprehensive about getting a new roommate, but I really could stand to save some money. She is the best roommate ever. We have so much in common. We both like to watch Law and Order and Monk. She's cool to hang out with. Good to talk to. And she doesn't lock herself in her room for extended periods of time like my old roommate. (Sometimes the only way I knew if my old roommate was home was if I saw her car parked outside. Yeah! for great roommates.