To get into the spirit we wore ugly sweaters to our family night/gift exchange...and boy can we pull off some ugly shit. We were actually SO good looking, we went bowling in them. Thats right. Swag on.
Here is one from the day after.
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Sunday, December 11, 2011
Christmas
Merry Christmas!!! The Duplex has dived head first into the joyful season, drawing names and setting a $15 limit on a Secret Santa gift exchange (we're all a little too broke to get something for everyone). Everyone did a pretty good job getting each other things we'd actually use. David got some Perfect Pushups, Jordan got a ginormous Nerf gun, Lucas also got a Nerf gun, I got some badass footies, Ryan got some drinking glasses and Clint's present is in the mail but Stu got some yummy bones.
To get into the spirit we wore ugly sweaters to our family night/gift exchange...and boy can we pull off some ugly shit. We were actually SO good looking, we went bowling in them. Thats right. Swag on.
Here is one from the day after.
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To get into the spirit we wore ugly sweaters to our family night/gift exchange...and boy can we pull off some ugly shit. We were actually SO good looking, we went bowling in them. Thats right. Swag on.
Here is one from the day after.
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Sunday, December 4, 2011
Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving came four days early at The Duplex. My parents were in town and generously purchased a feast for us a couple weeks previous. So, the turkey thawed for a couple days and then I went to work. My first turkey and it went off without a hitch! Could never have done it without my dad on the phone for most of the morning, but it was great fun. Raechel has pictures so when i get those, i'll post them. But it was quite the smorgasbord.
20lbs Turkey
Stuffing
Sweet Potatoes
Mashed Potatoes
Green Beans
2 Pumpkin pies
1 Oreo Cream pie
1 Chocolate peanutbutter pie
Homemade whipped cream
mmm mmm good.
Since we had so much food, we invited some extra, equally awesome people to eat and watch Home Alone.
In attendance:
Sarra
Lucas
Clint
Jordan
David
Ryan
Kellsie
Raechel
Collen
Andy
Scott
Melanie
Micah
13
Yep, thats right, 13 people. If i had thought about that number at all during the course of preparation, I would've freaked out. Freaked out. Haha, good thing i didn't and from the silence during meal time and the generous compliments after, it's safe to say it tasted juuust fine. :)
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20lbs Turkey
Stuffing
Sweet Potatoes
Mashed Potatoes
Green Beans
2 Pumpkin pies
1 Oreo Cream pie
1 Chocolate peanutbutter pie
Homemade whipped cream
mmm mmm good.
Since we had so much food, we invited some extra, equally awesome people to eat and watch Home Alone.
In attendance:
Sarra
Lucas
Clint
Jordan
David
Ryan
Kellsie
Raechel
Collen
Andy
Scott
Melanie
Micah
13
Yep, thats right, 13 people. If i had thought about that number at all during the course of preparation, I would've freaked out. Freaked out. Haha, good thing i didn't and from the silence during meal time and the generous compliments after, it's safe to say it tasted juuust fine. :)
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Puppy Time!
The latest addition to The Duplex....Stu! What a little stud. He has us all wrapped around his little paw. so super cute.
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Halloween Fail
What else would we do for the college favorite party weekend, than throw a party. Duh. It's Halloween. So, we did. Well, Clint did. No numbers this time. Just a story and some pictures. Story time first.
Since it was mostly Clint's party, it was mostly his friends. Some randos showed too I think. But this story is about high school friends.
Once again, due to the single keg, the party ended early. However, this was not the only reason. Shortly before the keg ran out, there was a bunch of commotion in the back. Clint and Ryan were upstairs asleep, Jordan was next door making friends, David had left with Kellsie to the bars. That leaves Lucas and I. I walk to the back and there is a crowd of people in and around the bathroom. Oh no.
Wes walks up to me and says that some guy had punched his friend in the face and there was blood everywhere. When someone says there is blood everywhere, unless you're a physician, it is never as bad as it sounds. In this case, it was as bad as it sounds. There was blood on the carpet, then a trail of it to the bathroom, on the bathroom floors, sink, counter, door, walls and toilet. mmmmm. yummy. Apparently, everyone is a nurse when they're drunk, demanding gauze and butterfly stitches and what not. everyone needs to calm down. He did have an inch wide gash that was probably half a cm deep right above his eyelid but he was fine. Actually, him and his friend who gave him the beauty walked to cheeba hut for some grub after it happened. Good thing it was Halloween or people would've asked some serious questions due to the blood everywhere. After a little Clorox our bathroom was good to go, and i asked my dad for advice to clean the carpets, he said, "i bet if you googled 'blood stain removal' they'll have some home remedies on there"....wow. Since there is no response for such a statement, I guess it's picture time.
We also carved pumpkins!! Well, the cool kids who think it's anything but lame did :)
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Since it was mostly Clint's party, it was mostly his friends. Some randos showed too I think. But this story is about high school friends.
Once again, due to the single keg, the party ended early. However, this was not the only reason. Shortly before the keg ran out, there was a bunch of commotion in the back. Clint and Ryan were upstairs asleep, Jordan was next door making friends, David had left with Kellsie to the bars. That leaves Lucas and I. I walk to the back and there is a crowd of people in and around the bathroom. Oh no.
Wes walks up to me and says that some guy had punched his friend in the face and there was blood everywhere. When someone says there is blood everywhere, unless you're a physician, it is never as bad as it sounds. In this case, it was as bad as it sounds. There was blood on the carpet, then a trail of it to the bathroom, on the bathroom floors, sink, counter, door, walls and toilet. mmmmm. yummy. Apparently, everyone is a nurse when they're drunk, demanding gauze and butterfly stitches and what not. everyone needs to calm down. He did have an inch wide gash that was probably half a cm deep right above his eyelid but he was fine. Actually, him and his friend who gave him the beauty walked to cheeba hut for some grub after it happened. Good thing it was Halloween or people would've asked some serious questions due to the blood everywhere. After a little Clorox our bathroom was good to go, and i asked my dad for advice to clean the carpets, he said, "i bet if you googled 'blood stain removal' they'll have some home remedies on there"....wow. Since there is no response for such a statement, I guess it's picture time.
Softball
We went to cheer on Clint and his sister at one of their fall league softball games a while back. I don't remember if they won or lost but boy did we have fun.
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Out With The Old, In With The New
Clint bought a new set of black, incredibly soft, egyption cotton sheets. A few weeks later Ryan purchased some new, blue, super soft polyester sheets. Touche.
Ryan then bought a large 47" TV, look out! The thing is ginormous (thats what she said). Or so we thought (also what she said). On black Friday, Clint upgraded to a 55" TV. Woah (and again). Touche again.
Now, now boys. Can't we all just get along?
Just kidding. They do. As do I, they both share very generously. :)
out.
Ryan then bought a large 47" TV, look out! The thing is ginormous (thats what she said). Or so we thought (also what she said). On black Friday, Clint upgraded to a 55" TV. Woah (and again). Touche again.
Now, now boys. Can't we all just get along?
Just kidding. They do. As do I, they both share very generously. :)
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Cabs ah eaaaah!!
Translation: Cabs are here.
Jersey Shore is now over, yes, but they remain on air in our hearts. This summer/fall, watching the cast of the obscene show was, believe it or not, our family time. Every Wednesday we would remind each other throughout the day/plan our night activities around the trashiest show ever created (maybe besides Maury...the baby isn't mine, hoe). We call it family time. Sometimes, guests would join, but only for a night. They would always make the mistake of talking when it wasn't a commercial break. If there is one rule to family night, that would be it. If you need to say something, unless someone died or you won the lottery, it can wait until commercial. Obviously they wouldn't join us again because of the violent "shhhh"ing they would receive. We must hear everything. ESPECIALLY when PaulyD and/or Vinny are speaking. Leniency is given only in the following situations.
1. Sammy and Ronnie are fighting. We've heard it all before.
2. Deena is talking.
3. The Situation is wearing a neck brace. No one cares.
But only in these situations, and since these situations didn't happen very often, talking can wait.
Many good times were had and memories were made, but I think most importantly, we all realized how intelligent we actually are. Which is always nice.
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Jersey Shore is now over, yes, but they remain on air in our hearts. This summer/fall, watching the cast of the obscene show was, believe it or not, our family time. Every Wednesday we would remind each other throughout the day/plan our night activities around the trashiest show ever created (maybe besides Maury...the baby isn't mine, hoe). We call it family time. Sometimes, guests would join, but only for a night. They would always make the mistake of talking when it wasn't a commercial break. If there is one rule to family night, that would be it. If you need to say something, unless someone died or you won the lottery, it can wait until commercial. Obviously they wouldn't join us again because of the violent "shhhh"ing they would receive. We must hear everything. ESPECIALLY when PaulyD and/or Vinny are speaking. Leniency is given only in the following situations.
1. Sammy and Ronnie are fighting. We've heard it all before.
2. Deena is talking.
3. The Situation is wearing a neck brace. No one cares.
But only in these situations, and since these situations didn't happen very often, talking can wait.
Many good times were had and memories were made, but I think most importantly, we all realized how intelligent we actually are. Which is always nice.
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Job Updates
CLINT GOT A RAISE!!
Woohoooooo! :) He now works as a butcher and smells of rust/blood but he gets paid more so who cares!
I GOT A JOB!
I am now the Birthday Party Hostess/Studio Assistant at Dancers Ascent in Loveland and I love love love it. Great boss, great co-workers, great clients. The drive sucks and the drama sucks but its once in a blue moon and the drive is good alone time :)
RYAN GOT A JOB!
He is a sales rep in cellphones at Sams Club! Woohoo!! :) He dresses nice and shaves now!
LUCAS GOT A JOB!
Besides his movie theater work and Athletics Internship, Lucas is now the JV girls basketball coach for Frontier High School! Woohoooo!! Congrats, Lucas! :)
David is still on the hunt..pray for him!!!
Jordan is living off summer funds....lucky bum.
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Woohoooooo! :) He now works as a butcher and smells of rust/blood but he gets paid more so who cares!
I GOT A JOB!
I am now the Birthday Party Hostess/Studio Assistant at Dancers Ascent in Loveland and I love love love it. Great boss, great co-workers, great clients. The drive sucks and the drama sucks but its once in a blue moon and the drive is good alone time :)
RYAN GOT A JOB!
He is a sales rep in cellphones at Sams Club! Woohoo!! :) He dresses nice and shaves now!
LUCAS GOT A JOB!
Besides his movie theater work and Athletics Internship, Lucas is now the JV girls basketball coach for Frontier High School! Woohoooo!! Congrats, Lucas! :)
David is still on the hunt..pray for him!!!
Jordan is living off summer funds....lucky bum.
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The Legend of the One Handed Woman
There we were, sitting in the living room. Wesley, Raechel, Ryan and I were all in the living room...chillin. Everyone else had gone to bed, the only one you need know about in particular is Lucas. Anyways, back to the living room. We were playing some cards, drinking some buds when all of a sudden, our porch flood light came on.
ps-it's 2:30am
Raechel, immediately slides to the floor. She...probably all of us...think its some rando drunkard. Ryan, sitting right in front of the window, turns around and peeks out. He whispers back, "it's a girl. she has a bike." At this point, I am no longer scared, I think she is one of two people. The first being one of our many female neighbors, the second being someone Lucas had called when we all started hanging out earlier that night (around 1030). However, I must've been the only one with this thought process because Raechel remained on the floor and the guys continued to stay in their seats.
Ryan continues watching through the window, "she is trying to get her bike up the steps. she is tiny. she only has....no way....she only has one hand", he says. "SHE WHAT?!?! what is going on?!!" Raechel says - still whispering. Next thing we know, she is jiggling the door knob to enter our house. No knock, no nothing. Rude. At this point, Wes gets up and heads to the door.
"who is it?"
"i'm here for Lucas"
"he is in bed, he went to bed at 1130"
"i'm here for Lucas"
"he is in bed!"
"i'm here for...Lucas"
......
Obviously, the conversation went no where and she appeared to have just come from another party.
"let her in" I tell Wes. He opens the door.. the poor girl is all of 90 pounds and her bike is twice her size. After a conversation with Ryan about where to put her bike on the porch so it won't get stolen, they decide the kitchen would be best. They stand and watch as she struggles, trying to get the bike inside. "Wes, help the woman!" I say. He then lugs the bike inside and she stumbles around it, almost falling. It was at this moment we all saw it. When she stumbled, her arm which was previously tucked away under her shirt, was pulled out to catch her balance. Her arm, which from shoulder to wrist was a normal arm, was missing vital length. There was no hand attached. It caught us all a little by surprise not because she didn't have a hand, lots of people are missing limbs. It caught us by surprise because she was riding that gigantic bike at 230am in greeley, by herself. Because she had lugged the bike up the porch steps. Because she hid it so well before the almost fall. Because she was so adamant about seeing Lucas right then. So, we explained where his room was and off she went.
w.t.f.
what was going on.
It was all so random. Abrupt laughter and confusion exploded in the living room. We had no idea why or how this was happening.
Moments later, Lucas came into the living room.
"why did you let her in?!" - Lucas
"its 230 in the morning and she rode her bike here!" - me
"you didn't have to show her to my room!" - Lucas
"bro...where did you meet her?" - Wes
"whiskey...why?" - Lucas
........
........
....uh.....
"she has one hand!" - Raechel
"what? no she doesn't" - Lucas
"um...yes. yes she does. her hand is cut. off." - Ryan
"you guys are dumb" - Lucas
Then, off he went, back to his room, no sooner did we hear his door shut, did we hear him running back to us. "okay, you guys were right. but i just looked like a complete ass", he says. "why?" we inquire. "because, you said her hand was cut off, i thought she had just got it caught in her bike or something so i go back there and pull her arm out as I ask 'what happened to your hand?!' she said she was born that way."
"hahahahhhahaha wow dude. thats messed up."
Since then, the story has only gotten funnier and by no means is it because she only has one hand. It is funny because this was probably the third time they had hung out and he had never noticed. Classic.
Never a dull moment.
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ps-it's 2:30am
Raechel, immediately slides to the floor. She...probably all of us...think its some rando drunkard. Ryan, sitting right in front of the window, turns around and peeks out. He whispers back, "it's a girl. she has a bike." At this point, I am no longer scared, I think she is one of two people. The first being one of our many female neighbors, the second being someone Lucas had called when we all started hanging out earlier that night (around 1030). However, I must've been the only one with this thought process because Raechel remained on the floor and the guys continued to stay in their seats.
Ryan continues watching through the window, "she is trying to get her bike up the steps. she is tiny. she only has....no way....she only has one hand", he says. "SHE WHAT?!?! what is going on?!!" Raechel says - still whispering. Next thing we know, she is jiggling the door knob to enter our house. No knock, no nothing. Rude. At this point, Wes gets up and heads to the door.
"who is it?"
"i'm here for Lucas"
"he is in bed, he went to bed at 1130"
"i'm here for Lucas"
"he is in bed!"
"i'm here for...Lucas"
......
Obviously, the conversation went no where and she appeared to have just come from another party.
"let her in" I tell Wes. He opens the door.. the poor girl is all of 90 pounds and her bike is twice her size. After a conversation with Ryan about where to put her bike on the porch so it won't get stolen, they decide the kitchen would be best. They stand and watch as she struggles, trying to get the bike inside. "Wes, help the woman!" I say. He then lugs the bike inside and she stumbles around it, almost falling. It was at this moment we all saw it. When she stumbled, her arm which was previously tucked away under her shirt, was pulled out to catch her balance. Her arm, which from shoulder to wrist was a normal arm, was missing vital length. There was no hand attached. It caught us all a little by surprise not because she didn't have a hand, lots of people are missing limbs. It caught us by surprise because she was riding that gigantic bike at 230am in greeley, by herself. Because she had lugged the bike up the porch steps. Because she hid it so well before the almost fall. Because she was so adamant about seeing Lucas right then. So, we explained where his room was and off she went.
w.t.f.
what was going on.
It was all so random. Abrupt laughter and confusion exploded in the living room. We had no idea why or how this was happening.
Moments later, Lucas came into the living room.
"why did you let her in?!" - Lucas
"its 230 in the morning and she rode her bike here!" - me
"you didn't have to show her to my room!" - Lucas
"bro...where did you meet her?" - Wes
"whiskey...why?" - Lucas
........
........
....uh.....
"she has one hand!" - Raechel
"what? no she doesn't" - Lucas
"um...yes. yes she does. her hand is cut. off." - Ryan
"you guys are dumb" - Lucas
Then, off he went, back to his room, no sooner did we hear his door shut, did we hear him running back to us. "okay, you guys were right. but i just looked like a complete ass", he says. "why?" we inquire. "because, you said her hand was cut off, i thought she had just got it caught in her bike or something so i go back there and pull her arm out as I ask 'what happened to your hand?!' she said she was born that way."
"hahahahhhahaha wow dude. thats messed up."
Since then, the story has only gotten funnier and by no means is it because she only has one hand. It is funny because this was probably the third time they had hung out and he had never noticed. Classic.
Never a dull moment.
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Our First Party
Lucky for us, Sarra, Lucas, Kellsie, Jessi and Doug all share birthdays in the span of 2 weeks. To celebrate arguably, the coolest people ever, we threw a party. Clintopher headed up this project, including the guest list..of over 400 people. Yep. What a guy. He decided that his whole friends list should be included so that no one would feel left out. How nice :)
It, thankfully, was pretty uneventful and everyone seemed to have a good time. Here is how the night broke down.
100+ people
88 boys
44 beer pong cups
24 girls
7 ping pong balls
6 impaired roommates
2 pong tables
1 keg
Because of the first number, the keg ran out real quick. Because of the 2nd and 4th numbers, the party was relatively awkward. Because of the 3rd number, it was quite loud. The 5th number = messy party room. Because of the 6th number, a good time was had by all. 7th number = no space. And because of the last number...the party ended rather promptly at 1230.
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It, thankfully, was pretty uneventful and everyone seemed to have a good time. Here is how the night broke down.
100+ people
88 boys
44 beer pong cups
24 girls
7 ping pong balls
6 impaired roommates
2 pong tables
1 keg
Because of the first number, the keg ran out real quick. Because of the 2nd and 4th numbers, the party was relatively awkward. Because of the 3rd number, it was quite loud. The 5th number = messy party room. Because of the 6th number, a good time was had by all. 7th number = no space. And because of the last number...the party ended rather promptly at 1230.
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All About The Noob
Haven't blogged since Aug 1...needless to say..a lot has happened.
The next blogs will fill you in.
This blog, however, is dedicated to the newest member of The Duplex, Jordan Rittenhouse.
Jordan is a complex creature.
Things you would know about Jordan if you walked into his room:
1. He likes video games.
2. He likes pizza.
3. He likes ninja turtles.
4. He likes beer.
5. He likes to be cold.
6. He likes ramen.
Things you would know about Jordan if you talked to hiim for 5 minutes:
1. He likes video games.
2. He likes pizza and wings.
3. He likes beer.
4. He likes star trek.
5. He likes sleeping.
6. He likes talking.
7. He likes video games.
Things you would know about Jordan if you lived with him for 5 months:
1. He likes video games.
2. He likes pizza and wings.
3. He LOVES sleeping.
4. He likes beer.
5. He HATES school.
6. He really, really likes ramen.
7. He is one of the most sarcastic people ever created.
8. He is a lightweight.
Basically, Jordan is awesome. He is extremely rude and unbarable at times, but then i remember it's his small stature that he is hurting about deep down, and he has to use his words to feel special. Jordan, if you're reading this, you are special. So special. I love you, friend. Keep on keepin on. Word. Swag. Shut up.
Okay, okay. In all honesty, i really enjoy hanging out with Jordan. He is tremendously smart and fun to hang out with. Despite his general nerd-esque qualities, he is one of the coolest guys i know and he is the perfect link to complete The Duplex of Swag.
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The next blogs will fill you in.
This blog, however, is dedicated to the newest member of The Duplex, Jordan Rittenhouse.
Jordan is a complex creature.
Things you would know about Jordan if you walked into his room:
1. He likes video games.
2. He likes pizza.
3. He likes ninja turtles.
4. He likes beer.
5. He likes to be cold.
6. He likes ramen.
Things you would know about Jordan if you talked to hiim for 5 minutes:
1. He likes video games.
2. He likes pizza and wings.
3. He likes beer.
4. He likes star trek.
5. He likes sleeping.
6. He likes talking.
7. He likes video games.
Things you would know about Jordan if you lived with him for 5 months:
1. He likes video games.
2. He likes pizza and wings.
3. He LOVES sleeping.
4. He likes beer.
5. He HATES school.
6. He really, really likes ramen.
7. He is one of the most sarcastic people ever created.
8. He is a lightweight.
Basically, Jordan is awesome. He is extremely rude and unbarable at times, but then i remember it's his small stature that he is hurting about deep down, and he has to use his words to feel special. Jordan, if you're reading this, you are special. So special. I love you, friend. Keep on keepin on. Word. Swag. Shut up.
Okay, okay. In all honesty, i really enjoy hanging out with Jordan. He is tremendously smart and fun to hang out with. Despite his general nerd-esque qualities, he is one of the coolest guys i know and he is the perfect link to complete The Duplex of Swag.
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Monday, August 1, 2011
Reunited
I was home for 3 weeks (almost all of July) which was wonderful and much needed.
However, i think they missed me.
David emailed me about a week and a half into my "vacation" and said, "where are you, roomie?! I think i've forgotten what you look like!"
I saw Lucas friday night at Sarah and Luke's engagement party and he interrupted a conversation i was having to give me a big hug and tell me how much he missed me. He also got brownie points because he noticed my hair cut and said i looked great. Good job, Lucas. Keep up the good work :)
I rolled in to the house about 2:15am saturday morning, about the same time as David, Kellsie and Ryan got home from the bars. David and Kellsie gave me an enthusiastic "welcome home!" before Ryan practically ran out of his car over to me, swooped me up off the ground and made me kick the air for him to put me down.
Clint didn't know i was home until saturday night, when he returned home from work and there was dinner on the stove, at which point he ate with me while we scrutinized the fascinating cast of the Jersey Shore.
I'm glad to be back, i missed them. I didn't miss the 800 degree sweat inducer that is our house but Clint got an AC unit so i'm sure if i keep cooking dinner, i'll be allowed to hang out up there in the delightfully chilly 75 degree room. :)
Thats it, i think i'm all caught up now. Sorry it had been so long.
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The 4am Visitor
So, this happened awhile back and the visitor has wanted me to post it ever since so I guess that I shall comply.
it was probably my second or third week in the house and all the guys went out to the bars, I stayed home (probably watched Bieber or something of equal greatness). I was going to bed right as they were coming home, i quickly got up and turned off the light and got into bed so i wouldn't have to talk to them (classy, eh?). I hear loud conversations and then "shhh! sarra's asleep!!!" and then more loud talk before the hustle and bustle quieted down and all was well. off to sleep land i went.
at around 4am i am woken up by Lucas sitting on the side of my bed, staring straight ahead, across the room. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!" i ask him. "waiting for you to scoot over," he says.
i'm thinking, "what the heck is happening. he has a king sized bed. i have a twin. is he sleep walking or drunk? is this a joke? why is this happening. i should move out."
i say, "go away!" and roll over towards the wall and go to sleep. all of a sudden i feel him lay down. WHAT.IS.GOING.ON.
"lucas, why are you here??" i whine. he swiftly replies, "your bed is more comfortable."
say what. this is just ridiculous.
and just like that, the kid is asleep. really? wow. i try waking him up at least three times, all of which he lifts his head, looks around (i'm hoping he'll realize its not his room and he'll leave, which never happens) and then goes back to sleep. precious, eh?
as i lay there trying to figure out what is happening, i finally smack his back and ask him one last time, "why are you here?!" he says, ".......i dont know?" and gets up and leaves.
good times, eh?
oh and ps-my door now remains locked at all nighttime hours.
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it was probably my second or third week in the house and all the guys went out to the bars, I stayed home (probably watched Bieber or something of equal greatness). I was going to bed right as they were coming home, i quickly got up and turned off the light and got into bed so i wouldn't have to talk to them (classy, eh?). I hear loud conversations and then "shhh! sarra's asleep!!!" and then more loud talk before the hustle and bustle quieted down and all was well. off to sleep land i went.
at around 4am i am woken up by Lucas sitting on the side of my bed, staring straight ahead, across the room. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!" i ask him. "waiting for you to scoot over," he says.
i'm thinking, "what the heck is happening. he has a king sized bed. i have a twin. is he sleep walking or drunk? is this a joke? why is this happening. i should move out."
i say, "go away!" and roll over towards the wall and go to sleep. all of a sudden i feel him lay down. WHAT.IS.GOING.ON.
"lucas, why are you here??" i whine. he swiftly replies, "your bed is more comfortable."
say what. this is just ridiculous.
and just like that, the kid is asleep. really? wow. i try waking him up at least three times, all of which he lifts his head, looks around (i'm hoping he'll realize its not his room and he'll leave, which never happens) and then goes back to sleep. precious, eh?
as i lay there trying to figure out what is happening, i finally smack his back and ask him one last time, "why are you here?!" he says, ".......i dont know?" and gets up and leaves.
good times, eh?
oh and ps-my door now remains locked at all nighttime hours.
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Friday, June 3, 2011
ew...bugs
last night Clint, Lucas, Ryan and I met up with Katie, Jeff and Rick to play some kickball and we got eaten alive by bugs.
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Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Weekend
I went home for the weekend. When I got back, Ryan found me before I could take a nap. Then Lucas woke me up from the nap. Later, Clint said that he missed me (in not so many words). Really, he said, "I haven't seen you in forever." I said, "i know, i went home, did you miss me??" ....silence.... "I knew it. I'm back now, don't worry :)"
Then i dropped the bomb.
"If Katherine moves up here, I may move in with her"
"yeah okay, whatever. Love you too. Messed up." - Clint
"i'm sorry, what??" - Ryan
....I think they have grown fond of me.
PS- Lucas, Clint and I have now watched Never Say Never....twice. #creatingbeliebers
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Then i dropped the bomb.
"If Katherine moves up here, I may move in with her"
"yeah okay, whatever. Love you too. Messed up." - Clint
"i'm sorry, what??" - Ryan
....I think they have grown fond of me.
PS- Lucas, Clint and I have now watched Never Say Never....twice. #creatingbeliebers
out.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
They like me, they like me not
So, the past couple of days have been...well weird. This should be renamed the 'awkward blog' cause i feel like that is going to be my word for the remainder of my time here haha.
Most of my time is spent fetal position under 3 layers of heavy blankets on my bed because summer has decided to give it up to winter for a couple more weeks so we can all freeze. So...thats fun. I started hating Jillian Michaels again...also fun.
David and Kellsie are on a mini vacayyy up at Winter Park these next few days so I hope they're having fun...i'm sure they are. Precious :)
I would like to take this portion of the blog, not to write a retraction, but to further my explanation of my dear friend and roommate Lucas. I didn't do Lucas justice in the last blog because he is much, much more than a pretty face. He checks in on me periodically to make sure i'm doing alright (today he brought me my snuggie because i was cold), he shares a love for the Biebs and LOST (we started season 6 yesterday), he offers to share his dinner with me, he goes out to dinner with me (we went out with Clint and his girlfrann to Romas the other night...good fun). He is very, very nice and funny and I will miss him dearly when he moves onto bigger and better things in Boise at the end of the summer.
Back to Romas - we all went out and it was awesome to get to know Clint a little better and meet his pretty lady (wish her luck btw - she's high jumping at state track today)! Basketball has taken over our house and everyone who knows me knows I couldn't care less about the sport but yayyyy it was on at Romas so that was fun.
Speaking of fun - last night Katie LaBonde and I made some delicious treats after a Laser Tag trip to Loveland went horribly wrong. The treats consist of cookie dough balls, cake balls and peanut butter cookies. Which i've eaten about three of...lots of sugar. Lots and lots of sugar. Small doses. The guys, however, are enjoying them.
Today includes the majority of what I want the world to know. Most of us were bums. Straight up bums, all day long. We hung out in sweats, did homework, watched tv, did absolutely nothing. Then the evening time comes and Sarra gets invited to watch some Band of Brothers, so she gets up to leave and immediately hears, "wait, where are you going?!" "to watch Band of Brothers." "WE'RE A BAND OF BROTHERS!...and you." "aw...thanks guys but you're texting a girl, you're texting a girl and you're playing a video game. We're not even talking, so i'm going to go." "wait, no! don't go! she's about to go to bed so we can hang out!" "oh how tempting....no."
So i get up, go to my room to get some shoes on and i come out and pass the gentlemen to go to the door. As i'm saying my goodbyes i'm interrupted by Ryan, "are you wearing perfume?!" "...yes" "oooooooooh!" "YOU GUYS WEAR IT WHEN YOU GO OUT!" "...where ya goin?" "ugh i hate you guys" and off I go.
Ryan just farted. Disgusting. followed by "What, Sarra?! Its a natural bodily function...and i just had chili, lets get real." Great.
So I went off (he just farted again) to watch episodes 1&2 and came back to hear (goodness, another fart. someone help me) more crap about the perfume. I'm sorry if I looked like crap all day and wanted to at least not smell (...and again. gross) like crap, too. So, we shall see how the rudies get along without me once i find a job. Well, I think thats it.
Oh, Lucas let me jump on his bed today. <3 him.
Most of my time is spent fetal position under 3 layers of heavy blankets on my bed because summer has decided to give it up to winter for a couple more weeks so we can all freeze. So...thats fun. I started hating Jillian Michaels again...also fun.
David and Kellsie are on a mini vacayyy up at Winter Park these next few days so I hope they're having fun...i'm sure they are. Precious :)
I would like to take this portion of the blog, not to write a retraction, but to further my explanation of my dear friend and roommate Lucas. I didn't do Lucas justice in the last blog because he is much, much more than a pretty face. He checks in on me periodically to make sure i'm doing alright (today he brought me my snuggie because i was cold), he shares a love for the Biebs and LOST (we started season 6 yesterday), he offers to share his dinner with me, he goes out to dinner with me (we went out with Clint and his girlfrann to Romas the other night...good fun). He is very, very nice and funny and I will miss him dearly when he moves onto bigger and better things in Boise at the end of the summer.
Back to Romas - we all went out and it was awesome to get to know Clint a little better and meet his pretty lady (wish her luck btw - she's high jumping at state track today)! Basketball has taken over our house and everyone who knows me knows I couldn't care less about the sport but yayyyy it was on at Romas so that was fun.
Speaking of fun - last night Katie LaBonde and I made some delicious treats after a Laser Tag trip to Loveland went horribly wrong. The treats consist of cookie dough balls, cake balls and peanut butter cookies. Which i've eaten about three of...lots of sugar. Lots and lots of sugar. Small doses. The guys, however, are enjoying them.
Today includes the majority of what I want the world to know. Most of us were bums. Straight up bums, all day long. We hung out in sweats, did homework, watched tv, did absolutely nothing. Then the evening time comes and Sarra gets invited to watch some Band of Brothers, so she gets up to leave and immediately hears, "wait, where are you going?!" "to watch Band of Brothers." "WE'RE A BAND OF BROTHERS!...and you." "aw...thanks guys but you're texting a girl, you're texting a girl and you're playing a video game. We're not even talking, so i'm going to go." "wait, no! don't go! she's about to go to bed so we can hang out!" "oh how tempting....no."
So i get up, go to my room to get some shoes on and i come out and pass the gentlemen to go to the door. As i'm saying my goodbyes i'm interrupted by Ryan, "are you wearing perfume?!" "...yes" "oooooooooh!" "YOU GUYS WEAR IT WHEN YOU GO OUT!" "...where ya goin?" "ugh i hate you guys" and off I go.
Ryan just farted. Disgusting. followed by "What, Sarra?! Its a natural bodily function...and i just had chili, lets get real." Great.
So I went off (he just farted again) to watch episodes 1&2 and came back to hear (goodness, another fart. someone help me) more crap about the perfume. I'm sorry if I looked like crap all day and wanted to at least not smell (...and again. gross) like crap, too. So, we shall see how the rudies get along without me once i find a job. Well, I think thats it.
Oh, Lucas let me jump on his bed today. <3 him.
out.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Week 1 - Oh, what a summer it shall be
Forewarning: This is probably going to be the longest blog as I have to introduce who i'll be talking about.
So, week one: check. 7 days ago I moved in with 4 men (the fifth will come in August). Let me introduce you.
Lucas- Next door neighbor aka- we share the downstairs. He's a cutie..and single (he wanted to let everyone know he's available. Hot friends are to inquire). Just graduated last week with a degree in Communications. Look out world...he's out to communicate.
Ryan- Lives upstairs. Big guy, big hair, big heart. I knew Ryan a little before moving in and have since spent most of the week with him. Looking forward to A LOT of laughs with this one. PS-He's already a snuggie lover. Give him a week and i'll like Bieber too, just wait.
David- Also dwells upstairs. Just the nicest guy, really. Funny, respectful, enthusiastic, has a great and beautiful girlfriend who I hope comes around more :)
Clint- Met Clint approximately 3 days before I moved in. Youngest in the house, but brings a lot to the table. So far Clint's contributions to the house have been firecrackers, NBA 2K11 (i think), a large TV, a loud ford, his own bowling ball and an 'in' at Sam's Club. Excellent.
Jordan- He'll finish up the roster when he moves in in August.
That'll do it. 5 men. 1 me.
I know what you're thinking...Sarra, you're an idiot. That's going to suck. But fear not all you haters, Lucas made some house rules for me so I will feel right at home.
1. Get my own trash can for the bathroom.
2. Don't talk to him while i'm "all emotional"/"pms-ing"
3. Don't bring guys home. Ever.
4. Bring home all the girls I want.
So, as you can see...we're off to a great start :)
Here's a break down on how last week went.
We've all heard it, fastest way to a man's heart is through his stomach. So, my first morning I made a delightful brunch which was devoured in no time. I knew I was in, though, when Lucas said, "this is probably the best meal i've had since i've lived here" cha-ching! Sarra-1 Haters that said this was a bad idea-0
Ryan and I have spent a lot of the week together because we have no lives so we started a mean competition in the form of Sorry (the game). Right now he is up 3-2 but er'day i'm hustling so you needn't worry. He also has found a passion for sweaters and quite enjoys my collection (pictures to come).
I made some lasagna the other night, it too was a hit, however I have Stouffers to thank for that. Oh, I folded all the blankets and put them away on a blanket rack and immediately caught some flack.
"what the heck! i just have to take them off and use them all the time!"
"then when you're done you just fold them and put them back..its not that hard."
"SO MANY RULES!!"
...I basically have to lock myself in my room for 4 days out of the month i'm so sorry FOLDING IS SO HARD. :) (don't worry, they've been doing a fine job at utilizing the rack)
Saw David's girlfriend last night, she said, "The house actually smells GOOD, nice job!" Sarra-2 Haters-0. Met a new girl last night, she said, "Wait, you actually live with 5 guys?? gross." Sarra-2 Haters-1
Basically, its been completely random and a lot of fun. However it hasn't been all "hahaha" and "hehehe". There have been some...weird...moments. Awkward invites to cuddle or to join in on the showering. Strange smells coming from the fridges. EXTREMELY awkward roommate hugs and group hugs. WAY too much time wasted watching them play that dumb basketball game. Found out I can clear the room by putting on Say Yes to the Dress or any Tyler Perry movie (except chances are Ryan would stay). Whooped Clint at bowling...220 average by left foot.
Though I'm calling them the lost boys, they're all very good to me and each other and i'm excited for the rest of the year. Should be a goodie!
That just about sums it up. I'm not sure what this blog will turn into. Probs a quote book/funny story book. We shall see. That is all.
Out.
So, week one: check. 7 days ago I moved in with 4 men (the fifth will come in August). Let me introduce you.
Lucas- Next door neighbor aka- we share the downstairs. He's a cutie..and single (he wanted to let everyone know he's available. Hot friends are to inquire). Just graduated last week with a degree in Communications. Look out world...he's out to communicate.
Ryan- Lives upstairs. Big guy, big hair, big heart. I knew Ryan a little before moving in and have since spent most of the week with him. Looking forward to A LOT of laughs with this one. PS-He's already a snuggie lover. Give him a week and i'll like Bieber too, just wait.
David- Also dwells upstairs. Just the nicest guy, really. Funny, respectful, enthusiastic, has a great and beautiful girlfriend who I hope comes around more :)
Clint- Met Clint approximately 3 days before I moved in. Youngest in the house, but brings a lot to the table. So far Clint's contributions to the house have been firecrackers, NBA 2K11 (i think), a large TV, a loud ford, his own bowling ball and an 'in' at Sam's Club. Excellent.
Jordan- He'll finish up the roster when he moves in in August.
That'll do it. 5 men. 1 me.
I know what you're thinking...Sarra, you're an idiot. That's going to suck. But fear not all you haters, Lucas made some house rules for me so I will feel right at home.
1. Get my own trash can for the bathroom.
2. Don't talk to him while i'm "all emotional"/"pms-ing"
3. Don't bring guys home. Ever.
4. Bring home all the girls I want.
So, as you can see...we're off to a great start :)
Here's a break down on how last week went.
We've all heard it, fastest way to a man's heart is through his stomach. So, my first morning I made a delightful brunch which was devoured in no time. I knew I was in, though, when Lucas said, "this is probably the best meal i've had since i've lived here" cha-ching! Sarra-1 Haters that said this was a bad idea-0
Ryan and I have spent a lot of the week together because we have no lives so we started a mean competition in the form of Sorry (the game). Right now he is up 3-2 but er'day i'm hustling so you needn't worry. He also has found a passion for sweaters and quite enjoys my collection (pictures to come).
I made some lasagna the other night, it too was a hit, however I have Stouffers to thank for that. Oh, I folded all the blankets and put them away on a blanket rack and immediately caught some flack.
"what the heck! i just have to take them off and use them all the time!"
"then when you're done you just fold them and put them back..its not that hard."
"SO MANY RULES!!"
...I basically have to lock myself in my room for 4 days out of the month i'm so sorry FOLDING IS SO HARD. :) (don't worry, they've been doing a fine job at utilizing the rack)
Saw David's girlfriend last night, she said, "The house actually smells GOOD, nice job!" Sarra-2 Haters-0. Met a new girl last night, she said, "Wait, you actually live with 5 guys?? gross." Sarra-2 Haters-1
Basically, its been completely random and a lot of fun. However it hasn't been all "hahaha" and "hehehe". There have been some...weird...moments. Awkward invites to cuddle or to join in on the showering. Strange smells coming from the fridges. EXTREMELY awkward roommate hugs and group hugs. WAY too much time wasted watching them play that dumb basketball game. Found out I can clear the room by putting on Say Yes to the Dress or any Tyler Perry movie (except chances are Ryan would stay). Whooped Clint at bowling...220 average by left foot.
Though I'm calling them the lost boys, they're all very good to me and each other and i'm excited for the rest of the year. Should be a goodie!
That just about sums it up. I'm not sure what this blog will turn into. Probs a quote book/funny story book. We shall see. That is all.
Out.
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