FINALS!

Okay, it's not actually finals time yet because I still have three weeks, but I sure am feeling the pressure. I'm feeling super stressed, however I am finding outlets... aka sand volleyball for three hours on Saturday. I got super sunburned and am extremely sore, but oh was it worth it. I played with my roommate Taylor and our friends Keith, Isaac, David, Will, Josh and Dennis. It was so much fun! I miss sports. Don't get me wrong I love what I'm doing, but sometimes a girl needs some sports in her life. Last night we decided that it would be fun to play night time volleyball... at 11:30. It would have been really fun except the wind was blowing cold and the sand was rough and freezing! So we lasted about ten minutes. But it was an adventure... kind of. Mostly that's all... I just wanted to post about something. Here is a picture from Music Man!

The Vortex's.... guests.

So I was going to do a blog about all of my amazing friends.... but... I need at least one more picture before I can properly write a blog... about friends... So I decided to write about my apartment's unwanted and uninvited guests. My apartment is nicknamed the vortex. It's called that for a good reason. People come over randomly all the time and then they never leave, which is fine with us. Another reason is because when people come over they tell us things and know that they can trust us with problems or other secrets. We love that. However, apparently others feel like they can take residence in our apartment. We have three unwanted guests, (we also have a zoo but we love them so it's okay).

First is our monster name Krogstad. He lives in our ceiling fan in the bathroom. When you turn the light on he makes his presence known... and it is loud.

The next guest is Roquefort... he lives in our wall. At first we thought he was a mouse, and he still could be, however I keep seeing these little prairie dog looking things right outside our building and I think that they may be the culprits. The name of this picture is helpless prairie dog... but that's a lie they are not helpless I'm pretty sure they conspire against us.

The third and final is our ghost. The ghost doesn't have a name but he sure does live here. He makes ipods play at random times, strums guitars when no one is near, and causes silverware and cups to fall off the counter and break. He is a trouble maker and wish he would leave. (Yes all of our live-ins are male... don't ask me why because I don't know).