October 2011
1 post
April 2009
1 post
Today, I walked into my dorm to find my roommate hanging a voodoo doll of me on a noose. FML
At least it’s never come to that.
March 2009
1 post
January 2009
1 post
Revenge, thy name is KC
KC left on her winter break before I did. I was sad to see her go.
I could not be alone in my mourning, so I required company in our room. Unfortunately, our room has very little seating accomodations and necessitated some creative thinking on my part.
Luckily, I pushed all of KC’s belongings off of her dresser and pulled it out from under her bed in order to create more options for my...
December 2008
4 posts
Random Thought...
At what point does a murder become an assassination?
How famous would I need to be in order to be assassinated?
Because, if someone is going to kill me I at least want it to be an assassination.
Not a murder.
November 2008
9 posts
Spoons and Underwear
Today I walked into my room to find KC going through my drawers.
My clothing drawers.
My socks and underwear drawer.
She said she was looking for a spoon.
In my underwear?
I directed her to the correct drawer.
I’m glad I couldn’t get a picture of her doing that.
Freaky!
Are you there God? It's me Molly...
Something bad has happened.
Something awful.
Something terrible.
I don’t NOT like KC anymore!
I don’t know how it happened.
I still don’t like her long hair all over the place, or the way that she invades my territory, but she’s kinda nice to me sometimes…
I don’t know what to do.
I think i need some help here…
October 2008
10 posts
Today i received an e-mail from my grandmother in big bright red letters that said this:
DO NOT ACCEPT THE NEW DOLLAR COINS AS CHANGE! The switch has begun! Please help do this … refuse to accept these when they are handed back to you. I received one from the Post Office as change and I asked for a dollar bill instead. The lady just smiled and said, ‘Way to go,’ so she had...
Aaaaah!
KC is moaning.
Like, actually moaning.
Like, I am sitting at my desk right now and she is in her bed asleep and moaning.
I can’t tell if they are good moans or bad moans…
Georgia Rules
oh hey
molls i have hacked into the blog.
yes i am a mastermind!
dont be alarmed
so i enjoy the pictures of me on your blog and hope that people think you have freaky friends
because you do molls
friends that bust into your blog
i cant wait for kids cusine night
Pita and....yogurt?
Today was a beautiful day. A perfect day for pita-bread and humus on the quad with Georgia. Not with KC.
But Georgia invited KC. Awesome.
KC doesn’t like humus, so she dipped her freshley wonderfulized pita-bread in strawberry yogurt. YUM!
Unfortunatly, I was not able to sustain a photograph. I am sorry to dissapoint.
September 2008
21 posts
She's Gone
KC left for some secret ROTC thing yesterday.
Honestly, I kind of missed her at first.
JUST KIDDING!
She was kind enough to leave her socks on my carpet as a momento for me.
Boooring
I regret to inform you that K.C. has been extremely tollerable. I think that she now understands that we are not friends.
She probably found the blog…
Naaaah. Oh well, I will just have to make her think we are besties and do it all over again.
While you wait, here is a picture of the mold growing in my coffee pot…
His name is Oscar
A little phlegmy...
KC gave me a cold. A disgusting, sneezy, phlegmy cold.
She said she was sorry.
It’s NOT ok.
There is a proper place for boxes
I believe the reason my rotc roomie enjoys sitting in my chair is becuase boxes have attacked the side of her room. I guess there’s nothing she can do abut that. It’s not like she could just throw them away or anything. Recycling is NOT an option here.
when cardboard boxes claim there territory, there is no getting it back.
(The boxes have also invaded a bit of this blog. Look...
Get your own freakin' chair
Today I got hoome from rush to find KC in my chair. It is a grean, plush, comfy chair. Not to be shared. Some things can be shared, like tv’s or coffee makers or fridges or microwaves. Not my chair.
I thought that maybe she just didn’t wanna get up when I came home b/c it woulda been an awkward “I caught you” kinda moment. So I went to shady schnucks. I thought she...
A text from Georgia...
Fwd:So do u or kc need anything at the adult superstore?
sorry...?
Last night I stayed up untill 3:30 making this blog. I wasn’t tired. Apparently, I woke KC up. She didn’t like that.
So, today I woke up to her slamming the doork, banging the drawers, and blow-drying her hair for a solid 20 minutes. Who does that? It doesn’t take that long to frekin’ dry your hair!
Below you will see the hair dryer she was using.
And we begin
So, I have this roomate. A nice roomate. It could be much worse.
She thinks we are best friends, and I…don’t. There’s nothing I can do about it. I can’t be mean, I just can’t. So, I am stuck being her pseudo friend.
These are the adventures of KC and Molls
(I’m Molly, but KC’s petname for me is Molls).