There is a girl who complains to me on occasion that I don’t ever post anything new on my site. While this statement is true, it is not for lack of trying. For some reason, I can’t think of interesting things to talk about any more. I went looking through some of my archives from two years ago and they were much more interesting. So I often find myself staring at the posting page with absolutely nothing in my head.

We had another dance party in the hallway on Friday. It was a raging success with an attendance of nine (practically double from last time!). I finally showed my girlfriend how to skank (she’s been after me about it since we first met) and she was, of course, horribly let down because it’s basically running in place with kicks and elbow thrusts, which makes you look funny but doesn’t live up to the hype. I will go ahead and let you know right now that a hallway is not the best place for a dance party because of its terribly confined space. We did do a ring which was probably the most fun (funnest? No, the spellchecker is flagging that one) part. If this trend keeps up, then soon we’ll have enough people to stretch up and down the entire length of the hallway.

L (one of my roommates) had a great idea. He thought it would be fabulously pretentious if we roommates took pictures of ourselves in suits and then framed them and put them on the wall, art gallery style. He found some really great colored paper at an art store to use as a backing. Our thought was then to go to thrift stores and purchase suit material, but that’s a little sketchy because… well, you’ve all been to a thrift store before. You know what’s in those places. So instead, we went to Kohl’s and tried on suits there, and took pictures in the dressing room. It might have been a little awkward for the security guys but no one interrupted us. We then Photoshopped out the tags so it looks like we bought them and printed them all out. It’s really great and it does make us look ostentatious and pompous. I’d take a picture but it wouldn’t do things justice.

I just want to say that the worst part about the preceding events is that Allie thought that L was the best-looking out of us all. She realized her mistake and tried to play it off like, “Oh, I just like his pose,” but I saw right through her little act. How am I supposed to compete with my roommate? Maybe I can bump him off in the night?

This entry was posted on Monday, September 12th, 2005 at 11:10 am and is filed under Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.