Greetings

Welcome to our blog. Here we will discuss general musings, grievances, Eartha Kitt sightings, objects found daily in our beds, things Annie tried to say this week, and much much more.

I would like to take this time to preface much of what you'll be hearing about in the future of our blog. This will be your lexicon of background knowledge.

First and foremost,
PINETRAPPLE: This word encompasses Annie's general inability to coherently speak.

EARTHA KITT: No, we are not visited by the spirit of the late Eartha Kitt. HOWEVER, there is a woman, who we aren't even sure is a resident of our building, that lingers constantly in our lobby. And she looks like Eartha Kitt. We would get her real name, but due to her inability to speak as she has but a single tooth, we can not. She is generally found inarticulately mumbling at the conceirge, at residents checking their mail, and dons a straw hat and polo shirt.

OBJECTS IN OUR BED: We can see where this could become misinterpreted. Annie and I were raised with twin-sized beds. We came to college and were given twin-sized beds. Now we live in apartment where our beds are nearly twice the size! Both our beds have somehow served as additional storage spaces to different objects such as (but not limited to) the following: A flashlight, two Twilight books, clothing, tissues, stuffed animals (that don't belong to us), and more.

OUR LIVING SITUATION: This is rather comical. We have lived the past three weeks with a grand total of five boys on and off. The first week Annie and I shared a bed and slept in a room with a boy named Greg. We have no couches, all of the chairs were stolen from dumpsters, we share a key, had no working computers for nearly a week, have dangerously thin walls, but have a gorgeous flat-screen tv.

Well thanks for tuning in. Feel free to use this initial entry as a footnote whenever our blog goes over your head.