things that i don't understand

well, as i sit here, my roommate is talking to a girl. in our living room. it's very odd to me.

this particular roommate spends a great deal of his time reading internet forums and cleaning his guns. not muscles, guns - like rifles and shotguns.

in any case, this is something that i'm just not sure how to deal with. of the three of us in this apartment, i never imagined he would be the first one to bring a girl home.

i'm happy for him, but very confused at the same time. he's not really a social guy, and yet, she's here, probably six feet from me (if the wall weren't in the way).

the truth is stranger than fiction, i suppose. but still, this is not something i can readily accept.