I live with a Turkish couple. I rented their room off of craigslist and it has been a mutually beneficial experience so far. They get some extra spending money out of it. I get a place to stay, a dog to play with, and the old guy cooks me dinner or breakfast quite frequently. We stand unified on the practice of stealing the internet connections of our less paranoid neighbors through their unsecured wireless routers.

Today, it went down. When the wireless router came back up, my Turkish roommate asked if I could help him with the connection issues he was having. I gladly agreed. The people have been overly nice to me and it was the least I could do to repay them.

While I was running through internet explorer’s network settings and diagnostics, I saw a list of bookmarks down the left side of the window. I really wish I had respected their privacy more than I did.

Knowing that the sixty year old couple you live with are into some rather perverse and disgusting pornographic fetishes is a little unsettling.