To the Left, To the left, Everything you Own in the Box to the Left!

Blink Blink Blink goes the cursor on my blank word document. I had been sitting there for 40 minutes brainstorming for my next article, vetoing all my own thoughts within seconds of thinking them. It was the middle of a hot day in Riverside, my roommate was fast asleep and I had two hours to figure this out and get ready for lecture.The Doorbell rings. I try to pretend I didn’t hear it because if I heard it that would mean I would have to put on pants. Thedoorbell rings again. FINE! It’s not like I was making any progress anyways. I slip on some random boxers and stomp to the doortrying avoid the angry barking Chihuahua. I then open the door which in turn will let in all the heat to find that that there's two boys at my door, one of them being my former housemates now ex boyfriend.You're probably wondering, what the heck is he doing at your door? Is he there to express his undying love, beg for forgiveness, get on his hands and knees until she takes him back?! (Never mind that she doesn’t live here anymore, that's beside the point.) It’s a no to all those scenarios. He came...to pick up his game console.