People aren't fun

[Sethomas]

So, I live with my cousin who is NOT a neat freak. I'm constantly picking up after him. Last Friday one of his friends broke one of my shot glasses, but whatever. I thought that I picked up all the glass, but yesterday I was in the kitchen barefoot when I discovered another shard of thick glass. Pulling it out, I bled absolutely everywhere in the kitchen. The floor looked like something from a Rob Zombie movie--standing pools of blood, footprints of blood, random splatters. It was awesome. When my cousin saw it he just stared and stared as I invented some story about killing some guests, but my girlfriend was like, "oh, Seth stepped on some glass." PSSSSSSH. I told my cousin that I'd go buy a mop and clean it up (we just have a weird, inefficient, lame mopping apparatus) later. When I got home, my artwork was gone. He couldn't stand to just walk around the blood and look at it. We had a party last night, and it would have been so so much better if our kitchen had been a bloody mess.

People don't appreciate fun anymore.