Desensitized Due to Extreme Drowsiness

do you ever get the urge to just write things but don't know what to write? Perhaps I should blame it on extreme lack of sleep or the fact that its taking all of my energy not to completely doze off while typing. Hopefully my extreme case of writers block will remedy itself by tomorrow. Until then, goodnight! Just wanted to update and tell you life is fantastic! night

Help- Green Monster mutating in my refrigerator!!

no, not this one.
























More like this...but in swarms of mutating, disgusting, feeding devil fungi.



Dear friends, let me start from the beginning. You see, my roommates and i went on our merry way for Christmas vacation without a care in the world. Little did we know that a monstrous beast would be lying in wake, ready to pounce on its poor, pathetic and unsuspecting housemates.
I was the one to discover the beast first. I swung by our quaint apartment first to drop off some Christmas spoils. To my great surprise, I discovered our power had been shut off...all Christmas break. I began to smell its rank, but thought nothing of it because I had to hurry and scamper up north.
Now....let me just reiterate. No power. All winter break. No electricity means that the refrigerator that was housing lots of our food lost all its juice. Which means all the food in our house began to rot and morph into said beast.
Now people, I usually can withstand some atrocious things that would make normal people hurl in a heartbeat. I don't even begin to get queasy in cadaver labs. But this stench was so incredibly awful, all who entered in ran out the door faster than crazed women on black friday. The monster breathed a thick fog of raunchy green smog, engulfing everything anywhere near the vicinity of the refrigerator.
When we finally were brave enough to open the door, we nearly died right on the spot. Inside was a swirling mutating cesspool of fungal frenzy. So, after a quick raid to the dollar store, buying a cheap rag mop especially to slay the fungal freak living in our fridge, we donned on our bright yellow vinyl gloves and held our breath.
To make a long story short, I lost my appetite and I didn't dare eat anything all day after the mess was cleaned up. The stench was embedded in my nose, so I walked around all day wishing for a hazmat shower. Story of my life, I'm sitting in class and everyone sits 5 feet away to keep away from the stench of rotting food and bleach. hahah, not really, but needless to say, I was pretty self conscious all day. Well, I thought you should know about recent exploits from apartment 7 . Hope all is well with you. Until next time, much love!

New Year's Smile

Update on life tomorrow. A smile for now :)