This is Caressa again. If you didn't understand the subtle title of this post, it has been raining a lot these past few days. Rain is especially important to the people of the Salt Lake Valley because it clears the air of forest fire smoke and the car exhaust that tends to settle over the valley.
i'm daley. i just like the thunder and rain b/c it makes me feel better about wearing a hoodie and old leggings in the early evening. such comfy weather.
It's the universes way of saying, "it's ok, have a brownie. Watch Pretty in Pink and then take a nap. Listen to the frantic knocking of the unfortunate soul stuck in the rain who can't get into the building without their I.D. card. Life is starting over again".
yep. so we bought a rug today. finally.
We purchased it from the D.I. for a grand total of $3. It's too small to cover all the red jello shot stains left by our predecessors but it adds a rustic charm to the room.
In other news, I finished Daley's hair wrap
it's pretty awesome, i must say. both the rug and the hair wrap. i really enjoy the d.i. as i don't feel guilty buying lots of clothes since it's all so cheap. and new clothes always makes a girl feel good.
On Wednesday Westminster hosted the "States Fair". There was a rather unsuccessful "kissin' booth", fried food, and games. We came at the later part of the event when the organizers of the event were trying rid themselves off all the crappy prizes they had left over. Daley and I each got a free chinese finger trap.
yes we did, as well as crappy frisbees.
Back to the story of the story of the chinese finger traps-Daley got her finger trapped. This event was followed by a high pitched exclamation of "oh my god...oh my god... OH MY GOD". In her panic she ripped the trap apart.
i've never encountered one before. so excuse me for being a bit panicked when i couldn't get my fingers out of that deadly contraption.
They are scary when used for the first time.
I would like to formally thank Alex Peterson for giving me a container full of spinach. We didn't eat any of it and it decomposed in an unsightly manner that made our dorm room smell of rotting organic matter.
i didn't even notice weirdly enough. but yes, the room's odor definitely has improved since it was discovered. oh, so something kind of strange - no one here knows about coney island diners, or has ever played the card game of euchre. i was flabbergasted after hearing this. they don't even know what they're missing.
We have diner style restaurants but nobody I know refers to them as "Coney Islands".
perhaps these will make suitable substitutes. we'll have to see.
Something interesting about the toilet in the girls restroom- when you flush, it spurts water violently from where the pipe meets the toilet. Every single time, without fail.
and today we had some visitors in our hall. one of these girls come out of the bathroom proclaiming "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THAT TOILET, IT JUST SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME?!?" we think that might've been a bit of an overreaction.
Screaming is the word I would use to describe her volume. She was very upset.
bitch didn't know what hit her
Waste water hit her
touche. but whatevs. she probably won't be back too soon. or she at least won't be using our facilities.
Me either. There several nice trees in the area that I will be using until the toilet is fixed.
not i. i'm a lady.
Daley uses an apple juice bottle
she doesn't stop lying. ever. she also just stated that my artwork is actually pretty good. thanks? she's so surprised that i could create something that doesn't suck.
Daley has an artist's soul.
yes i do. and no one can crush it.
Not even a dysfunctional toilet, a conniving chinese finger trap, nor liquefied spinach.
as you can see, we have some really big road blocks in our lives to overcome. but overcome them we shall.
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