From the Secretary of Balding Men

Sometimes when I work long shifts at Wal-mart I come home to find my crazy roommates BLOGGING! A roommate blog?! What the? They have deemed me secretary of balding men. What the?! I'm not okay with this.I went on two dates with two different balding men. And I had an oober-huge crush on another not to be named balding man (he was oober attractive and taken). I'm not finding a correlation. But I figure that being Secretary of Balding Men I should state my opinion on the issue at hand. 

First off, if you are bald it's okay. But please don't grow your hair out thinking it makes you look less bald. In reality it draws attention to your balding cranium. Go bald with dignity. I mean seriously?! Are you trying to look like Donald Trumph? It also makes you look like by balding grandfather in the 1970's. Not attractive. 

Love, 

The Queen of Babaliciousness. 

A Tick in the Family

Today was no ordinary day. Well, it started off ordinary and then turned into a weird, awkward day. No one was expecting what was about to happen. We were all sitting around the apartment studying for finals, blogging, sleeping, eating, and staring off into space.  Suddenly Emily ran out announcing she had a problem. "I think I have a problem! I think something is wrong with me!", Emily yells. "What is your problem!!!", we were all wondering. "I think I have a tick!", she says lifting her shirt, to expose the awkward, brown, black, buggy, thing hanging from her stomach. "Aaaaaaahhhhhh!" Tay, the one who should be a nurse, quickly takes action and begins calling people to figure out what to do. Tay tries burning the bug out. It doesn't work! Google! That doesn't work either! "Call the doctor's office!" "Call the Student Wellness Center!" They say to rush Emily in because she could lose her leg! We all start to run around trying to find our shoes and do our hair! Tay's poor grilled cheese was still on the stove, don't worry it's not completely burnt. We all run in slow motion towards the Pilot, music is playing in the background, we jump over bocce balls, sewage drains, and bikes. We make it to the Pilot and try to make our get away, but people are walking in extremely slow motion behind us! "Freaaaaaks, she's going to lose a leg!!!" We swerve around them, through trees, and past the cemetery. The brakes squeak as we make an abrupt stop in front of the Student Wellness Center. We rush in and the ladies at the front desk know exactly why we are there. "Right this way Ms. Chandler, we will get this awkward, brown, black, buggy thing hanging from your stomach out of you!" Only Tay is allowed to go back with Emily.  Nichelle and I listen to the painful screams coming from the darkened hallway. "Make it stop! It burns!", we hear Emily scream. Then lightning strikes! Emily comes walking out like a zombie with blood gushing from her stomach! "Noooooo Emily!" She survives, as well as the nasty buggy thing that had previously been hanging from her stomach. The nurse tries to kill the infectious buggy thing. But fails. The bug comes back to the apartment with us and attempts to eat all of us. Don't worry, we all have super ninja skills and we were able to destroy this nasty beast that came to our apartment!

Emily with the Beast!

The Beast!

The Beast again!

Wow! Nice Crocs!

Said no one ever.

People who wear crocs...

George Bush.

This woman going to Prom... or a Renaissance Fair... or something.

This happy family.

Megan.

Crocs come in a rainbow of colors. Including brown. Just in case you want to look more professional.

Crocs are great for the workplace, school, the pool, church... in fact... anywhere where you normally wear shoes. Wearing crocs has bonus benefits apart from keeping your feet safe from legos.

The Man Who Grind's Tay's Gears

There's a certain someone... who we live by... that can be a little bit... abrasive at times.

Yep... as abrasive as steel wool.

Most of us can handle him (Okay, I definitely can't), but he just grinds Tay's gears. Whether he's making comments about our hair styles, or teaching a Sunday school lesson that makes you feel like you are taking a philosophy class, he's difficult to get along with. 

                                                        

But especially for Tay. Which is surprising, because he's balding.

Celebrity Look Alike

I think that Necha looks a lot like Drew Barrymore. She vehemently opposes this, so I am posting some pictures on here to support my opinion.

Okay... I know they aren't the best pictures to compare, but I did my best I could by just raiding her facebook photos. But look at it! Don't they look kind of similar? I'd kill to have someone tell me I look like Drew Barrymore.

My TV Soul Sister

I have something in common with everyone in this apartment. Nichelle and I sing along to German Opera, Necha and I like to sleep with the window open and going to sleep at a decent time, Tay and I are both scathingly honest, and Megan and I like the same TV shows. One of these TV shows, that is totally and completely awesome, is Parks and Recreation. If you don't watch it, well... you should. When I first heard that Megan's ring tone was the Parks and Rec theme song, I almost died of happiness. I had found my TV soul sister.

After the Office started going downhill, I was broken-hearted. Luckily, Parks and Rec rose to take its place in awesomeness.

Megan wants to be just like Leslie Knope when she grows up. I think that she is well on her way.

Seriously. Look at the resemblance. It's astonishing.

One of the best characters is Ron Swanson. You just have to watch the show. It's hilarious.

How could you look at these pictures and not feel the awesomeness radiating from them? If you don't watch this sho. You need to. Stop reading this blog, and get on Hulu. Now.

(Oh, and Megan is awesome because she likes this show. :) The rest of you guys are great too... but you really need to watch Parks and Rec. It will change your life.)

Oh my gosh! Alaska!

Sometimes late at night, my cognitive abilities become impaired. Just barely I looked at our blog stats and Alaska was lit up in our viewership! Oh my gosh... I was freaking out. Someone in Alaska saw this blog, and it has only been in existence for a few hours!!!! ALASKA!!!!

Megan- "Uh... could it be lit up because Alaska is a part of the United States? And uh... we all live in the United States?

Me- "Oh."

Procrastination Level: 5000

We all have our own unique ways of procrastinating in this apartment. 

Nichelle's is this balloon tower defense game.

Mine is mine sweeper all the way. I could do it all of the time.

Necha plays freecell, and she always wins.

We all waste time on facebook.

Megan crochets.

Lately guitar hero has been really popular. Hours have been spent playing this game.

We love to procrastinate!

Sometimes

Sometimes Emily receives weird phone calls from strangers at night.  It sounds like a man.  Does Cody know about this? Hmmmmmm?! She's meeting this man at 4:30 on Monday.  It's going to be totally awesome! This strange man wants to know why Emily is still awake.  She replies with,"It's finals week are you kidding me?" They are meeting in a strange place.  The man thinks it will be hard to find, but Emily thinks she can find it. Emily plays the clarinet in band. She knows some people who will want a part time job. She will only recommend good people.  I think she's an under cover agent.  She laughs mysteriously.  She doesn't want to take the graveyard under cover shift.  She prefers to work during the day. She wants a raise!! She's money hungry!!
Sometimes Tay is awkward with her feet.

Yeah, this woman is an under cover agent.

We love Hugh Jackman... oh I mean... X Men

This last week, Nichelle decided that it was time to educate the rest of us about X Men. Somehow, all the rest of us had gone for 20 or so years without seeing any of the X Men movies. Don't even ask. We don't know how it happened. Especially a show with Hugh Jackman in it.  Hence an X Men marathon commenced. Nichelle bought the 3 main movies at Hastings for like 14 dollars!!!!

They were awesome. We loved him. uh... I mean them. The movies. The movies. That's what I meant... Um... Cody, I love you. :)

Our Dating Lives

This is how we feel...

But then we realized...

This describes us pretty well... well, most of us... in other words, everyone except Necha.

Meanwhile in Emily's head...

This is happening right at this very second.

Unofficial Roommate

We have an unofficial roommate. His name is Taylor.

He is the male one. Yup... we call him Taylor Male.

He thinks he can buy our love with chocolate. 

I think it is working, but I'm not sure he can completely win us over on chocolate alone!

What's the Deal with Megan's Profile Picture?

That was my first thought when I added Megan on facebook. What is it? An old fashioned picture? Is it her mother? Did she go back in time? It's confusing! When she first moved in, I thought, "oh crap... we're going to be living with a weirdo." I was right.

Freakishly Tall Man

Today while I was on facebook I discovered this picture of a freakishly tall guy.

Look at him! He is freakishly tall. After some seriously epic facebook stalking.... Nichelle and I discovered that he is 7 feet tall! 7 feet! He's a giant!

Procrastination!!!

This is a very accurate picture of what Megan and I looked like when we decided to create a blog. 

This completely describes me.

The Picture We Love to Hate: part 2

This is another terrible picture. Specifically of Necha and Nichelle. Just thought I'd share. :)

Necha's Hair

Necha recently cut her hair, and it looks absolutely fabulous if I may say so! We don't listen to what Michael says about it.

The Picture We Love to Hate

This picture was taken last semester in the Gudmunsen's backyard. Everyone hates this picture, but the reason why is tantalizingly elusive. Is it the fact that Necha's shirt makes her look pregnant? Or that Tay is still recovering from wisdom teeth and so looks like a stranger that wandered in the picture? Or is it that Yoo-Jin looks as fabulous as always (it's disgusting how photogenic she is)? I look okay, so it couldn't be that. Whatever the reason, this is the picture we all love to hate.

Sunday Walk

Nylon Heads (Tay don't kill me)