Music Appreciation

Every time I get in my car "Pop, Lock and Drop It" or "Buy U a Drank" is on. Every time. This inevitably leads me to walk around where ever I am saying, "Awwwww, snap!" or even, "Do that thing little mama make it...blah, blah, blah." This has become completely unacceptable. Aren't there thousands, nay, millions of songs out there for the radio to play? Yet, different stations play the same songs over and over and over again? If I hear, "Hey There, Deliah" one more time I might call Deliah myself and ask her what it's like in New York City.

On a somewhat different note-- I'm going to court to meet Ricky, who's name is actually Humberto. This will not be an actual meeting, it will be me appearing in court to see what the ruling on this case is. Meaning: money or no money for LC.

Thoughts from Angela

Since it’s guest writer night, I feel like there are a few things you should
know:
1. Ange has an E on the end. Ang is angle with two missing letters.

2. My shower curtain has not fallen in at least 3 ½ weeks.

3. I’m trying to work on the cussing.

4. It’s fun to come home to lots of people.

5. Simon and Elena are pregnant. Simon is still working on trying to be
excited about it part.Looking back on things, I wonder if the Baklava
gift was part of a weird pregnancy craving.

6. I have a fan now and no longer have to put the downstairs thermostat on
65 at night.

7. My room is not purple. It’s taupe.

8. Tami is really good at killing flies which is nice since we have a lot of
them.

9. I feel dumber after every episode of The Girls Next Door that plays at
2620.

10. If Mary and Joseph showed up, we would all work something out with the
parking situation. Get real.


That’s really all I have to say. Oh and I’d like to apologize to the other
inhabitants of 2620 for my inability to properly put a trash bag in Tami’s
trash can. And thanks for doing the dishes tonight, Noelle.

The Spanish Steps

So LC has given us the opportunity to "guest post" today which I think was extremely generous...especially since today was dedicated to me and I feel like I should be the one to share it with the 2620 blog-world. I was recently subjected to a less-than-wonderful experience on the steps of the elementary school across the street from our house. It wasn't horrific but it definitely left a bad taste in my mouth about those steps. My wonderful roomies found out about my negative karma towards the steps and decided to take action towards remedy-ing this unfortunate situation.

After eating a delicious meal (prepared by Ange, with an "e") we set out to get ice cream and make some good memories on the steps. We started the healing process with a little "confession-time" where Ange apologized for a previous lack of social ettiquette and I tried to explain to LC that her lack of a dinner invite last night was not intentional. Things were moving right along but the steps were still harboring some undesirable feelings. I called on LC to step-up her game (pun-intended) and create some memories that would forever put a smile in my heart when I caught sight of the steps. She came through in a giant way. As Noelle and I sung our hearts out to some of our favorite praise and worship songs, LC laid out some of her best dance moves for all of us on the steps as well as 3 of ricky ricardo's cousins who passed by during the evening. Some highlights included the "half-body roll", a wide-hand clap, and many more. Trust me, these names do not even begin to do justice to the glory of these moves. I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard and, just like that, the steps were forever transformed. LC, Noelle, and Ange, thanks for the memories.

If I am ever allowed to guest post again, I will delve into the issues I have with my role on the blog being so minor. I have spent more nights in the house than any other roommate thus far and I feel that deserves a principal spot in the blog...but that's another post for another day.

Reality TV

After much debate I have decided to not go and meet Ricky. I examined my motives behind wanting to go and the only real reason I wanted to go was to have a really good story. Unfortunately, I'm a mature adult now so I realize that is not the best reason to go. Therefore, I will not be going to meet Ricky. And I have decided to give up my search for the Old Navy rain jacket. R.I.P grey Old Navy rain jacket.

On totally different note, I think it's safe to say that I spend 90% of the time I watch tv watching reality TV. That's why I'm starting a campaign to get my own show. Or get on a show. Whatever comes first. I think I'm entertaining. And I have a lot of friends on Facebook, I could start a group and make them all watch it.

Perfect.

Angela and I listened to the "Graduation Song" tonight. We now know where we're going to be when we turn 24, maybe even 25. Shout out to RHS Class of 02. I wonder if Brady Bobby is a stock broker? And if I will ever find a job that doesn't interfere with my tan?

Pros and Cons for Ricky

Every afternoon when I get home from work I take off my heels and walk to the mailbox. This afternoon I got the biggest treat of my life. A letter addressed to me from the Dallas County Department of Juvenile Justice (something or other). That's right-- I get to apply for restitution. I also have the option of possibly meeting with the young, cheesed up lad who took my car and my beloved Old Navy rain jacket. At first, there wasn't any question about it. I was going to meet this youth who robbed me of my innocence. But, then I thought about it some more and thought it could just be really weird (and scary) to meet this kid who, in a matter of minutes changed my view on society as a whole. I have until July 2nd to decide.

I am in the process of making a Pros and Cons list about it.

PROS: I could meet this kid and tell him I forgive him and tell him he can still lead a productive life and contribute to society.

CONS: I may not actually be able to talk to him, because Officer Royal told me he doesn't speak English.

PROS: This could be a huge opportunity to show Jesus' love to a cheesed-up juvy inmate.

CONS: He will see my face and possibly spot me out at the Wal-Mart Neighborhood Market one day and take more than just my Old Navy rain jacket. What if my basket is full and I was feeling extra rich that day and buy a People in the check-out line? He can just take that too?

PROS: I can find out how to avoid other cheesed-up thieves and ask him why he targeted me.

CONS: I might find out that I am the poster child for car theft and I realize I have no way to defend myself from it.

Right now, I'm leaning towards going...I have a lot of road trips coming up and I really need my i-Pod charger back.


List of things I plan to put on the restitution list: i-Pod charger, Old Navy rain jacket, rollerblades, white Converses from 10th grade, brown pants, black work shoes (may not have been stolen, but I certainly can't find them), JT CD, Killers CD and cigarette lighter (why would he even take that out of the car?).

Common Threads

Today someone asked Britt and me what we had in common. We both stopped and thought about it. I came up with: a common love for Jesus and we both have great hair. She said: we both have brown hair. That's kind of sad. I mean, we're "besties" and can't think of more than like, two things we have in common? Oh yeah, she also said we both like music. Everyone likes music.

Morgan said I could decorate at the new house. Morgan is so money.

The Couch

It was a rainy weekend in Dallas, which left Tami, LC and I on the couch for hours on end watching Felicity. It was great... until LC started to get restless. See, we kind of settled into our own "spots" in the living room, and LC and I of course landed on the same couch: me balled up in the nook of the corner, and LC taking up the other 2.75 cushions. Generally, this set up is great, we're all comfortable. But after 2 or so episodes of FPo, LC started "messing" with me. Poking, asking silly/stupid questions, etc. So I hit her in the boob and we pretty much fought the rest of the night. So much fun. Tami LOVED this, and relentlessly offered up her couch. So selfless, thanks Tami.

Tami and I decorated this weekend so the house is looking better. LC did not participate.

I went to look at a house with Morgan and LC. It was cute, complete with beer cans on the coffee table, playboy posters, and a pool. They are moving in.

See you in the 713.