CSI Vintage Vegas

I know I know, I'm posting wayyyy too much tonight but I'm bored stiff. This time I'm going to rant about...my housemates! (surprise surprise) and the fact that last night they made me miss CSI Vegas because they wouldn't leave the sitting room! God I hate them sometimes. I swear if they do it again there are going to be consequences. I am completely addicted to that programme, it's like some weird brain stimulating drug, my friend Sam was talking about it ages ago and I was like "so?" and then I watched an episode and realised what she was on about! Is it weird to think that William Peterson is sexy in that older man kind of way? Hmmm..... but anyway enough about CSI and onto my gay housemate. She is a lovely girl but I can't help but think that her girlfriend is massively dominating, it seems that everytime she comes into the lounge her girlfriend is in tow muttering sweet nothings in her manly voice and generally planning out a future where my housemate stays at home cooking and tending to the herb garden (what?) and she is out pursuing a successful law carreer. No it is not a soap opera, it is madness. Pure untained, alice in wonderland style madness.