
Everyone loved them and thought they were a lot of fun. I'm surprised, actually, by how many people were so impressed by them. I've done stain glass cookies tons of times, good childhood memories but out here, no-one else seems to have ever heard of them!
I was bad this week and ended up spending money on lots of music because I got addicted to Foxy Shazam. Lance would be proud. She introduced me to them months ago and I really liked them. I couldn't handle it anymore though, I could no longer just listen to them through Lance whenever I hung out with her. I needed them for myself. So yeah, not only did I get their album 'Foxy Shazam' but I got 'Church of Rock and Roll' which was released new just this week. It's pretty much all I've been listening to this week. Last.fm can testify to that.
Exciting things were happened in Rexburg this week because for Tuesday's devotional, L. Tom Perry came to speak. I don't think I've ever seen so many people in the I-Center before. It was packed. Guess what? I fell asleep. I'll admit it. I'm tired of pretending to be a perfect Mormon when we all know I'm not so I'll just be honest. No offense to Mr. P, but his talk was boring. Okay, maybe not boring but it wasn't clear either. If I don't know what your talk is going to be about within the first five minutes of your talk, then I'm probably not going to follow the rest of it. So I'm still not sure what it was about and no-one I have talked to since has known either.
I ended things with Chris this week as well. I didn't want to lead him on and we had too many issues. A lot of those issues were "oh my gosh you're looking for the wife of your bazillion children and I can not believe this is only like our third date but you're taking me on a walk to the temple and I do not want" problems. He was really nice and I still did enjoy spending time with him. So that's why I told him that we should just be friends. It's really for his safety.
With that being said, I don't think we're going to be friends. Which (I'm so sorry mum) pisses me off. I asked him, when I said we should be friends, if that was okay and he said 'Yeah, sure.' Yeah... sure... except that we haven't spoken to each other since. In fact, I'm pretty sure he's avoiding me. I hate it when a guy doesn't even want to be friends with you. Like, the moment they realize that they don't have a chance romantically with you, you're not even worth being acquaintances. That's rude.
Note to guys: You are not going to be able to bypass that whole 'being friends' thing. There's a reason that friendship is a bridge to better things. This is one stream you can not just hop on over on your own.
We got an Xbox in our apartment because Sabrina's brother, Christoper (not the same person. Gah, too many Chris' in my life!) brought over an extra one he had for us to use as a dvd player but we also have games for it. It might seem heartless but after I 'broke up' with Chris, I just returned to my apartment and went back to sniping people off the roof of the hospital in Grand Theft Auto 4 while eating the chocolates that he had given me that morning.
With that being said, I also got a new coat this week. This was a necessity. I love the orange plaid coat that my sister got for my birthday two years ago but it's very, um, bright. And noticeable. No-one else has a coat like it. I love that about it. But at the same time, no-one else has a coat like it. So when people see a flash of orange on campus, they know it's me. It couldn't be anyone else. Right now, I need some anonymity. At least until this whole 'Chris thing' blows over. (It is actually quite creepy how often I run into this boy on campus! He has seen the reflection of my coat in the doors of the library even after he has already passed on through them and come back out in order to have a run in with me.) I will still wear my orange coat, but it's nice to have a black one as well that goes with everything and on days where I don't feel like dealing with awkward conversations, it's nice to blend in with everyone else. Still, I don't nearly get as many compliments on this black coat as I do with my orange one. (Note to Lorie: Everyone wants to know where you got it for me and they are super jealous. Fact.)
Just to cap out the rest of the week, last night, my apartment had a Labyrinth party and it was a lot of fun. We made a labyrinth out of tape on the kitchen floor for when people walk into the apartment.

We couldn't forget the little worm now could we? Yes, he is a sour gummy worm. He was also stepped on a few times, whoops! Guilty.

The reason we had gummy worms is because our food was all Labyrinth themed! I was actually quite proud of myself for coming up with some of this stuff.
Peach rings with sour worms through the middle. Because, Sarah is given the peach with the worms in it. (I know what you're thinking: "Holy crap, Lisa. That is amazing, you genius!" I know)Sabrina made Bog of Eternal Stench pudding with Oreo cookies in it looking like the rock path that Ludo makes. (I don't have a picture and we snarfed that up pretty quick) I also made more grasshopper brownies and I'm not sure how that's Labyrinth themed except that it works some how and I don't care what anybody else says.
Our Labyrinth punch. tiki punch is disgusting, by the way.We watched the Labyrinth of course and played a drinking game. LDS version of course, but to be honest I got just as nauseous from the punch as I probably would have from any liquor. Tiki punch shouldn't be legal.
The rules were you had to drink whenever...
*Sarah Complained and said 'That's not fair!'
*Whenever Sarah said 'Toby'
*Whenever David Bowie was an owl
*David Bowie's crotch
All I'm saying is that by the end, we would have probably been completely smashed. Especially the last scene because Sarah says 'Toby' eight times in a row and then Bowie wears that nice white outfit. Just saying.
And just to save the sanity of my parents, I'm not going to end this week on that subject. Instead I'm going to just mention my inner lumberjack. Who I have satisfied with the plaid shirts I bought but he has a name now. His name is Brutis and we're bffs. Don't tell Gertrude (my evil side) because she might get jealous.

Now everyone should be worried about my sanity.
But since when is that new?
I miss having a PS3 in my apartment. It allowed me to have Netflix on the tv and also play guitar hero...good times...good times.
ReplyDelete