Saturday, April 23, 2011

Lets Talk About Sex (but really lets not)

So, I just finished the "week from you-know-where" and I've come out victorious (more or less) with only a car full of crap and a (finals) hangover to show for it. Seriously, who decided it would be a good idea to make all the students move out of fall/winter housing the same week as finals? Because they were wrong, it's a terrible idea.
Right now I'm spending my weekend at Sloan and Julia's because the people who decided it would be a good idea to make us move out of fall/winter housing during finals week thought it would be an even BETTER idea to not let us move into spring housing until the next Monday. So there is a whole campus full of "spring goers" wandering around Utah, parking their bikes behind random houses because they don't know what to do with them for the weekend. It keeps things exciting.


Ok! Well, I took a couple day hiatus from writing this post and now I'm back. Also, I can't remember why I wanted to call it "Lets Talk About Sex", if I do I will let you know. I am now, officially, moved in to my new apartment. It's pretty sweet since there are only three girls living in a six girl apartment and since our other roommate works a lot it basically feels like only Ashley and I live here. And we are taking full advantage of that. We decorated. It looks pretty sweet.

Right now we are both "working" on our computers while laying in our beds. Did I mention we have bunk beds? Do you know what the only thing that is better than bunk beds is? An ethernet chord that stretches to the top bunk and yes, I have one.
Also, our apartment is two stories. Oh!

More Pics Of Our Apartment For Your Pleasure:

Another view of the living room, we bought a TV. Its from DI.

Kitchen (duh)

View from our living room. Yes, that is the pool. Prime Real-estate people. My computer doesn't like that word...

OUR ROOM!!! And there is Ashley.

The view from our window. This is not a joke.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

An Inconvenient Truth

You know something I don't understand? Automatically flushing toilets... what are they good for? Am I incapable of flushing a toilet by myself? The buildings at school have them all over the place. Maybe, I would understand if this wasn't BYU and the kids were all running around drunk and high and doing who-knows-what in the bathrooms, but really? I am 20 now and I think I am a capable human being. These toilets always seem to go off at uncomfortable moments and I always end up wishing that they would just let me do this one thing for myself.
This is how I feel every time:

Toilet: FLUSH!!!!!!
Me: Wha-? NO!!
Toilet: ...Oh! sorry were you not ready?
Toilet: Well... I don't know... Kind of?
Me: You could have waited like another second. Isn't this your job? Don't you do this all the time?
Toilet: Of course! Jeeze! One badly timed flush and they start doubting the whole operation.
Me: Ok, sorry. I just needed a little longer.
Toilet:...Soooo how about now?
Me: No.
Toilet: Oh, no- now?
Me: Just WAIT!
Toilet: Oh uh...ok... Is this a good time? No?
Me: (cries a little bit)
Toilet: N-...Now?
Me: (sigh) Sure just go for -
Toilet: FLUSH!!!!!!!