Tuesday, December 9, 2008

pankayk brekfst

this morning, stacey made all of us pancakes, and we had a wonderful breakfast and laughed a lot.

and then kate scared stacey really badly in the bathroom. (more on this later)

and then stacey and i had a dance party to chris brown in my bedroom.

and then i left for school, smiling and thinking that i love my roomies.

just the two of us....

i have taken to dictating my future birthday cards to stacey, to avoid surprises.
they are as follows:

june 11, 2009
dear stacey,
happy 21st birthday! it's been great living with you this year!
love, rachel


june 11, 2015
dear stacey,
happy 27th birthday! it's been great living with you for the past 7 years! please get some milk.
love, rachel


june 11th, 2019
dear stacey,
happy 31st birthday! it's been wonderful living with you for the past 11 years... don't worry, you'll get a boyfriend soon!
love, rachel


june 11th, 2026
dear stacey,
happy 38th birthday! wow. it's been a long time here in this old house. um. i am really glad you have a boyfriend. don't worry- the age difference won't matter in the long run. 60 really isn't that old....
anyways, have a good one,
rachel


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i also have taken to sneaking into her bedroom and starting to sing "just the two of us! we can make it if we try!", much to her disapproval.

poor stacey. i feel bad that she has to put up with me.
kinda.
:)

Monday, December 8, 2008

ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew.

i just saw our mouse!!!!! it was rustling in a bag in stacey's room. i think it's in her closet now.

aaaaaand mary was caught in the bathroom with it today!

this is getting serious.
it keeps on eating the peanut butter off the mousetraps.
ew ew ew.
we have a rodent.

at least mary says it's brown. and small. it sounds kinda cute, actually.
so. when madamouselle guillotine gets to it, we have communally decided that we'll call dan or some other man to get rid of it.

ew.

Friday, December 5, 2008

yesterday = funniest day ever

oh my. where do i begin?

so the night before, i went to chick fil a and spent the night, and didn't get a whole lot of sleep, but got a whole lot of laughs and a whole lot of coupons.
let's just say that sleeping in a tent with stacey.... and brett and robby and mike o'neal and matt woodrow and bryan aguirre and joey wilson was hilarious. i think we laughed for a good 45 minutes before we got to sleep.
def a start to a funny day.

so then i went home by myself.... i went too far on 95.. not so hilarious. but i kinda like getting lost in a weird way, because i don't really freak out like i used to... i just get un-lost and go home.

ok, so then i groggily got ready and went to school.

there's this girl in two of my classes on tuesdays and thursdays named debbie. i love her. we have so much fun together.... and, luckily, we're really good at whispering and passing notes in class, so it makes all of the classes go faster.
so anyway, when i got to school she told me some funny story... i don't know what it was... but that started me out laughing for the day. she also said "you know what i've noticed? you don't drop things." (two weeks ago i spilled the enire contents of my bag on the floor and people around me had to help me and stuff.... so i said "you know what i've noticed? you don't remember things!")

then i went to the stamp and slept on a couch for an hour and relished a chick-fil-a sandwich with an unusual (but justified) measure of satisfaction.

then, at the end of psych class (which was kinda funny, in itself), debbie and i were talking as people were leaving and i totally dropped my phone on the ground. "AAAAH!!!! I dropped my phone! I dropped my phone! I dropped my phone!!!!!!!!" i yelled, jumping up and down enthusiastically, proving that i DO drop things. Debbie just looked at me and burst out laughing.... i was standing there joyously yelling "i dropped my phone!" at the top or my lungs as the crowded class bustled past. everyone must have been thinking "whaaaat the heck is wrong with her?"

ok so i was already laughing when i left the class. as i made my way to the bus, i almost ran into this tubby, 40 year old man on the phone. the part of his conversation that i heard was: "mom! mom! what?! i'm halfway down the hill, mom! geez!"
so i burst out laughing at that. and texted debbie to tell her.

then, i was walking down my street with a huge smile on my face, laughing inside at all the funny things that had happened, when i saw a little chinese man squatting on his sidewalk, facing away from me and gardening.
"oh that's cute," i thought. everything was making me smile.
so then, right when i was walking past him and thought i would call out a "good afternoon!", this old chinese man just let one rip. it was SO LOUD and it lasted a good 15 seconds. so, for the entire time that i was walking past him, he was farting, loudly and with a very high and squeaky pitch, blissfully unaware of my presence. i almost died.
somehow i managed to hold my laughter in until i was past him, and then i burst out laughing and laughed literally the whole way home. i laughed and laughed and laughed. i laughed as i walked past the park, and climbed the hill, and stumbled up the stairs, and opened the door, and tripped in the door, and fell on the couch, and fell off the couch, and i laughed as stacey stood there asking me "what was so funny, what was so funny, rachel?".

and then laughed as i texted debbie.

oh that was a funny, funny day.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

these loco days

last night i filled up my gas tank for 19 dollars.

19 dollars....
for an entire tank.

ay caramba.

Monday, December 1, 2008

three words:

we
have
mice



!

what not to eat...

i have learned that the combination of....

two-day-old suchi,
leftover ham,
green pepper jelly,
toast,
chocolate chip cake,
pumkin pie,
melon,
grapes,
carrots,
brocoli,
yellow peppers,
celery,
more carrots,
fruit-topped cheesecake,
mini sausage things,
chips,
cheesy beefy chip dip,
hot wings,
fries,
cole slaw,
ketchup,
6 reece's penut butter cups and
a strawberry shortcake ice cream popsicle

....does not agree with my stomach very much.


(i was sick all last night.)