Stop touching my Tookus!!

Well, here I am. Sarah Z. Writing my first 155 blog ever as a newly established resident. Moving in and becoming part of the fam has been a natural process. One prepared for by two years of spending more time here than my own room. I've been in the process of unpacking for over a week now, but tomorrow it's finally going to be accomplished. We've designated tomorrow as 155 College Drive Clean Your Room Day except Heather decided to be her usual witty self and get a jumpstart on it today and about 9:30pm a weak little voice called out into hallway..."Sarah?..." and I walked into her room to find her sitting on the floor SURROUNDED by CRAP. "I don't want to do it any more" whined my red-headed friend. "I like to move it move it" was my reply as I began removing her garbage, or what I deemed as garbage, from the bed to the dumpster placed in our living room. "OH MYLANTA!!" she screamed as I grabbed her pollywog doll from summer of '97. Yesterday I bought a kiosk and placed it in the jungle next to the GABEZO and next weekend we're having a "backyard wall-less structures" party. (The next morning I realized that kiosks typically have walls but just forget that). You're all invited. I even sent up an invite to the fam in Tennessee. No RSVP's as of yet. But as for this Memorial Day weekend...it's just us Three Musketeers. Everyone else is out of town/recovering from Tabor's "Rock Brownies" and so it's just Heather, Tabor, and I. I'm so excited I think I just tator totted BECAUSE Sunday we're going to Dayton to BBQ with TABOR'S FAM. The stories I've heard...I can't WAIT. And this blog is lame enough so I'll snip it off here and get back to BACK TO BACK "A Walk To Remember"/"Just Friends".

New words: erego, retainer, gingerbread cookies, stretch pants, alright