City Paper is not for tourists
The best local blog I’ve stumbled upon so far: Things Rachael and I Argue About, the diary of a District man’s relationship with his roommate and her creeping insanity. The site details the fascinating spiral of increasingly unbelievable interactions that brew between the blogger and Rachael, a woman who shares his room, and consumes his life. According to the blog’s FAQ:
Q: Did this really happen? A: YES. ALL OF THIS REALLY REALLY HAPPENED.
Rachael: Why did you lock the bathroom door? Me: for privacy? Rachael: are you afraid I’m going to come in there? Me: no, just a privacy thing Rachael: yeah right, you don’t trust me Me: How did you know the door was locked?
In about forty posts (written over an unknown period of time), the blogger detailed all of Rachael’s threats, insults, condescending asides, temper tantrums, and accusations. Then, Rachael found the website. He writes:
Rachael found this webpage. It’s not that I think she’s going to kill me or anything, but she’s just nuts enough to make me genuinely scared for my life. So I’m printing out several copies of this and signing it as testimony, should something bad happen. Knowing her was perhaps the worst thing that happened in my life, and it left me emotionally tortured, financially devistated, and all around feeling a hopelessness for humanity.
The blog hasn’t been updated since I found it last week.