Adventures with my Roomie... Vol. II

Well, this was meant to be written Monday night, but I just did not get around to it.

I don't know how it happened exactly. I think I was sitting in bed reading or something, when my roomie comes in and says, "Hey, dude, I think I found a stand for the TV." Interest piqued, I set down my book to hear more. "Yeah, I just found it," she says. "It's over by the dumpster. Come with me right now."

So we make a ten at night visit to the dumpster. And not the dumpster on our side, mind you. The one on the other side. And we had to be sneaky and go the long way around, "so nobody will see us," according to my roomie. Cause, you know, when I see two people walking to the dumpster at ten at night, my first thought is, "They're obviously up to no good."

So we get to the dumpster (all sneaky like, looking over our shoulders and stuff), and there it is, this glorious cabinet that could easily hold that monstrous TV. It doesn't even look bad. It's just wedged in between the dumpster and the cement wall. So we're thinking, heck yes, we have a TV stand now! Sonia starts to pull the thing out... and the top snaps off.

Oh, well. We figure, that's easily fixed, as we tug it out some more. Then one of the sides collapses.

We trudged back to Apartment 11 a little disappointed, but in good spirits due to the adventurous bonding time we had. (And on the way back, we passed the pool and some guys in the jacuzzi whistled at us... we just laughed... and took another route back home.)

Vicarious Blogging, part II

Sonia says she does not endorse vicarious blogging. According to her, she was only suggesting that would make a good blog, not giving legal permission for me to actually do it. She just wanted everyone to know that... ; )

Vicarious Blogging

Sonia wanted to blog this, but as she has gone on a blogging fast this week, I feel it necessary to take it upon myself to do the deed for her. As Mandy put it, "Sonia, it's cheating to vicariously blog through your roommate!" But, oh well.

Here's what Sonia would have blogged, had she been blogging this week:

"Only in Apartment 11 can you tell someone who is annoying you during homework time to go write a book."

Tonight I made something

As I cruised the streets of Target earlier today with my sister, I found the greatest little three drawer set-- all in the fabulous Target line of college dorm colors (pink, brown, steel blue, light green, etc.). I had to have it. Fortunately, as an employee of said store, I know how to work the system. I ended up walking away with the $40+ item for $19.98. The cashier (who looked new) was going to give me half off that price, too, but my morals kicked in at the last minute, and I walked away satisfied that I had a very cute pice of furniture.

I have never put together my own furniture before. Dan Blair put my bookcase together. Tyler and Jesse tackled my desk. So, hesitantly, as this was another first of being on my own-- first time trying to assemble furniture for myself-- I spilled all the contents of the box onto the floor and dug out the instructions.

One hour, twelve locking screws , and a couple lessons in trial and error later, I had my pink/brown/light green three drawer set against the wall with a matching pink/brown lamp sitting atop it.

I am woman, hear me roar.

Well, I'm back now. We just had roommate bonding time to an eighties era workout video. That's right, people, five days from now we will have abs of steel.

And now we're all macking down on anorexic popsicles.

Yup. Life is good.

Alliteration 101 with Daniel Duncan...

...who happens to have a very alliterative name himself. Today in PR writing class, we were instructed to band together for the common good and write a joint press release on good ol' San Diego. Not quite sure what to do, the seven of us (six girls and Daniel Duncan) assembled around a common table and tried to get creative.

Daniel, being the student body president type that he is, assumed charge quickly. His suggestion? S words (no giggles here, please) -- make our entire release as alliterative as possible. So S words were thrown out all over the place-- sun, surf, sandals, sky, sand, stores, surfers, snowboards, sneakers, sunsets-- anything and everything beginning with 's' (for those of you who still don't understand what alliteration is).

Daniel was clearly in his element here. As each new word was brought up, his eyes would light up as he frantically tried to scribble them all down.

When he wanted to contrast everything anti-San Diego with C words (for cold) we had to stop him.

Sadly, our S words will not make it to the finalized press release....

I love that my roommate likes country music, too.

"It is the romantic boys of this world who are the most dangerous..."

Thoughts from an Apartment 11 Saturday night roommate bonding time.