Some of you might wonder how many roommates I have.
That's easy. I have five roommates.
Yes, we are all LDS.
Yes, we are all friends.
Yes, we are a bunch of crazy people. It happens.
But the million dollar question is
Who do I share my room with?
Well. I am about to solve that mystery.
This is Melissa.
She burns toast.
Every time she burns the toast.
She simply forgets it is in the oven.
We don't complain too much just because the burnt smell gets rid of the gross smell in our apartment.
Melissa is a pretty hilarious individual.
She drinks Dr. Pepper. A lot of DP actually.
And she likes Grilled Cheese.
(See how that rhymes?)
We get along and that is all that matters.
She says I am more reliable than a alarm clock.
Which is true.
She hates how I keep the blinds open but she is nice enough to let me keep them open. We have a fairly good system going on.
I am even catching on to her catch phrase.
"Don't do it. It's a trap."
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