I AM WOMAN: How to bond with your roomie

I spent the weekend unintentionally bonding with my new roommate of less than a month. As anyone has experienced - girl or guy, living with someone new is never an easy task. However if you want to avoid hair-pulling arguments like "who washed the dishes last" early on, I suggest creating moments together that range from incredibly typical to the unexpected.

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I AM WOMAN: How to bond with your roomie

POSTED: Tuesday, September 20, 2011, 1:00 PM
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In contrast to our weekly dude column Man Cave, I Am Woman adds a feminine touch by chronicling the weekend adventures of a single Philadelphia student / socialite.

I spent the weekend unintentionally bonding with my new roommate of less than a month. As anyone has experienced — girl or guy, living with someone new is never an easy task. However if you want to avoid hair-pulling arguments like "who washed the dishes last" early on, I suggest creating moments together that range from incredibly typical to the unexpected.

Throw a Sex and the City Marathon There were no recent breakups that would usually provoke this sort of behavior, but on Sunday we watched most of season three of Sex and the City. The 1998 HBO original featuring four 30-something friends living fabulous yet dramatic lives in New York City grabbed our attention so fast it kept us on the couch for six hours straight.

My roommate — a newbie to the series, with a guilty pleasure for strong dialogue in TV shows, became the perfect candidate. Despite its emotional-rollercoaster storylines, Carrie Bradshaw’s narrative and unbreakable bond to her girlfriends were too relatable to turn off. The question, which one of the four women are you, became an icebreaker in itself (my roommate’s a Carrie and I’m a Miranda, we determined). At the end, it was deciphering what went wrong with Aiden and Carrie’s relationship (the first time around) that brought us to share our own experiences with boys ...

Girl vs. Mouse This weekend a mouse fled across the floor of our apartment. For two girls casually watching a show, this had the potential to turn into a disaster. We decided, thought, that we had enough of this damn creature and it was game on with our furry friend.

We picked up a mousetrap at Rite Aid for about $3 and smothered it with peanut butter. Like fishermen, we set it in the trash room and waited for a bite. When we heard that awful yet reassuring snap — disturbingly resembling the moment the last corn kernel pops in the microwave — we knew it was over for Mr. Squeaker. The disposing of the body showed both of our strength — not only that we can successfully get rid of a rodent, but that we could work together and finish the job.

I'd say we're well on our way to making this work out!

(mara.model@citypaper.net)

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