Welcome to 1988

yesterday, while the rest of the city celebrated valentine's day, chinese new year, or even president's day, our house had a different sort of celebration... prom. eighties style.

yeah, we're that cool.

Hence the Name

I've been disturbingly lax in my duties as unofficial photographer of the household, and therefore will commence with the pictures of the fridge so far. You're welcome.




-Kat, the one with the camera.

Richard Verification Journal Part II

The Christmas season is upon us, and good will and cheer fill the room. We sit around exchanging presents and singing carols, when all of a sudden Richard says something dubious. Time for the Richard Verification Journal Part II!!!!!

The phrase "pink elephant" was once code for abortion.
DEBUNKED- I'm sorry Richard, but my search of google showed absolutely no correlation between "pink elephant" and abortion. I think you're getting a bunch of old timey stuff all confused

Running total:
In the spirit of the season, I am just going to say Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night! (except Richard)

rachel's brother. post.

After an hour and a half of screaming at the top of my lungs on the way from san jose, i've made it to the big city.
what is wrong with this place?

The first person i met other than the crazy roommates and pseudo-roommates was the neighbor, brad. or bret. or bearded nut. The point is he apparently has several women in hanging cages in his house which was blasting rap music for the last million years. This, of course, was only a fantasy meant to entice me into going over to his house to "party".

Before this, i've spent my time getting better acquainted with the couch that will be my bed. It's nice and comfy, so i guess everything will be alright. all i really need is a nice comfy couch and some mind-numbing ninja warz.

My arms hurt. Ice doesn't help.

wait.

fudge helps. Too bad i'm not motivated enough to get any, and rachel is the worst sister in the world for not getting me any. go get me some fudge. please? dammit.
Currently, we are discussing the subject of virtual arms. How else would you play a bass and a guitar at the same time?
They're stealing my couch. what will i do without it? there's a mattress. Its not the same.
I wonder how brian is doing in his crazy house with crazy ladies......probably nothing.

Careful... it's my first time (Richard)

I feel like a bitch on prom night. Random noises from the tv bringing back memories of preteen angst all the while the girls about and asunder exclaiming said noses sound akin to sex noises... Bette Middler, Jessica Simpson, and... the... that third witch do not remind me of sex. Not in the slightest. For starters the room doesn't smell like regret... Speaking of which when is the goddamn male pill going to come out. I'm going to pop that shit like skiddles. OH CRAP BETTE MIDDLER IS SINGING... and nobody is listening but me... oh and I'm singing along... oh hell no Rachel... Don't you dare blame me for hogging the computer... Hey Jazmin... don't text that... being naked also scares the shit out of me... it's hard to hide all this awesome... yeah seriously why aren't going for the boobs... (I'm quoting the ladies for anybody that's reading)... My gawd... this might be the worst blog entry I've ever written... Did you know in Japan there are cafes where you can pay to pet kittens (note to all readers: Get your mind out of the gutters people... you make me sick). No but seriously I would go bankrupt over night. Ok seriously this is a to be concluded... b/c I refuse for this to be my first blog entry... let me tell you something... I am hilARiOUS!!! HILARIOIUS!!!

Kat's First Post

Hi there I'm the other roommate. clearly im the slacker since i havent posted yet. i just cant ever remember the password. or username. major fail.
anyhow. i had a great idea for my first post but i guess now is not the time. next time it will be the most amazing post ever, i promise. i just want to say that i am a roommate at the melrose house too and that i exist. yeah. someday i will post an awesome post. i live in the room near the kitchen. yup.

our neighbor is sleeping through us being alcoholic retardeds. retardenauts. richard thinks it should be retardenauts. anyway. the end for now! goodnight!

Jazzie's first post

Here I am..Sitting on the couch...Seriously what to talk about....Well for starters I have a wedgie...hmmm...Pick it or not?...that is the question..Second of all what the hell happened to the perfect guy? I mean seriously, where is he? I can't find him...And trust me I am looking...So what does this have to do with the house blog...Not a damn thing...I love this house..the random conversations...all the vagina...what would I do without this place?? I don't know....Well another random thought it's Friday...I want to make out with someone....Hmmm...an ode to FRIDAY nights..and random thought! Ok, so that's all I got....Cheers to female masturbation!

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