Fun Facts About My Apartment
The good, the bad, and the boring about my current living situation:
The other day, three girls occupied one shirt as a three-headed monster and came to freak out my immediate roommate.
Sometimes, Miss RA decides we need to have thirty people in my living room to watch a movie. This is usually on a Friday, which is my night for dishes. I'm just saying.
My room smells inexplicably like vanilla all the time; I don't use anything vanilla scented, and my roommate doesn't use any perfumes or sprays. It's very nice, but puzzling.
I announced yesterday that Roman Polanski was arrested when I saw it on Twitter. The universal response was, ". . . who?"
I was also the bearer of bad news with Patrick Swayze. They knew who he was, though.
The shower is ever-so-slightly clogged, so I usually take a shower standing in three inches of water.
One of my roommates came to hang in our room with my immediate roommate. She then decided to sing songs from Sound of Music, The Wizard of Oz, and random Christmas carols, and tried to get me to join her in singing "The Star-Spangled Banner."
I have become the go-to girl for MLA questions. No idea why, as my answer is always, "I'm not sure, let me Google."
Apparently, if you have one of the bathroom lights turned on and you plug a hairdryer in on the other side of the wall, it blows a breaker.
EDIT: From Neil Gaiman's blog:
Amanda, Amanda, Amanda.
I miss hearing about your books and writings.
I am tired of hearing about your girlfriend...
You know, I wasn't going to mention Amanda in this post, until you reminded me.
Hee, you tell 'em, Neil.
The other day, three girls occupied one shirt as a three-headed monster and came to freak out my immediate roommate.
Sometimes, Miss RA decides we need to have thirty people in my living room to watch a movie. This is usually on a Friday, which is my night for dishes. I'm just saying.
My room smells inexplicably like vanilla all the time; I don't use anything vanilla scented, and my roommate doesn't use any perfumes or sprays. It's very nice, but puzzling.
I announced yesterday that Roman Polanski was arrested when I saw it on Twitter. The universal response was, ". . . who?"
I was also the bearer of bad news with Patrick Swayze. They knew who he was, though.
The shower is ever-so-slightly clogged, so I usually take a shower standing in three inches of water.
One of my roommates came to hang in our room with my immediate roommate. She then decided to sing songs from Sound of Music, The Wizard of Oz, and random Christmas carols, and tried to get me to join her in singing "The Star-Spangled Banner."
I have become the go-to girl for MLA questions. No idea why, as my answer is always, "I'm not sure, let me Google."
Apparently, if you have one of the bathroom lights turned on and you plug a hairdryer in on the other side of the wall, it blows a breaker.
EDIT: From Neil Gaiman's blog:
Amanda, Amanda, Amanda.
I miss hearing about your books and writings.
I am tired of hearing about your girlfriend...
You know, I wasn't going to mention Amanda in this post, until you reminded me.
Hee, you tell 'em, Neil.