Hit 'em wit a kitty wig!

So in my immediate group of friends, there is always something that we are kind of obsessing over. And when I say obsessing, I mean it in the most healthy way possible.

But there is always this virus that we have.

There was the Very Potter Musical virus that I blogged about back in August. Not only did we watch clips from it over and over and over again for days, but we got the soundtrack and worked lines from the musical into our daily conversations with people... Oh, and three of my friends are going to our annual Halloween Dance as Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Not from the books or movies. No. They are going as Harry, Ron, and Hermione from A Very Potter Musical. If you're wondering why then you obviously haven't seen the show and you need a good kick to the shin... Not really, I'm sorry. That was rude. In all seriousness, the answer to "why" would be that the musical is far superior to both the books and the movies.

We had a Majide virus over the summer. That's this crazy show where they take a bunch of Americans and put them on a Japanese game show. We actually planned out our own Majide...

An Auto-Tune the News virus. Shor-tayyy.

There have been many other viruses that come and go. Remnants are still around from most of them.

The cool part is that one of us finds something awesome. Usually Deutsch brings something to us that he found one way or another. We get hooked and really just suck whatever it is dry. Then we spread it... And this is where it gets dangerous.

And now our new phenomenon...


I am not even kidding you. Kitty wigs. That's wigs...for kitties.

You haven't really seen anything until you've gone through this book. Cover to cover. Front to back.

And look, I know what you're thinking, "Are you on crack?" And the answer is no. None of us are. You're probably thinking, "Umm, this'll never spread." Wanna bet? I'm telling you, we spread this to our friends and the next thing we know, people are changing their profile pictures on Facebook to pictures of cats with kitty wigs.

These are all relatively normal people, mind you. And to make you more at ease, they are the next generation... :) Nice to meet you.

Easy Bakin'

I'm taking a little break from the features right now. I want to make sure my heart is fully in every post I write about these great people. No worries, though! I still plan on finishing my list.

So #2 bought an Easy Bake oven the other night. It was 1-ish in the morning. I had just gotten home. I was upset about something so I was ranting like a two year old. #1 and #2 were listening like always. They concluded that I needed cookie dough because it solves most problems. I'm not even going to lie...it does.

#2 was really deprived as a child. She never had an Easy Bake oven of her own. I don't even think she ever played with one!! Can you believe that?! I almost hopped in her car (I don't have a car) and drove my tush to Texas to find her mom and pops and demand to know why they hadn't gotten her one....Then I realized this was a completely irrational thought.

While in Wally World, she whispered to me, "I really want to get an Easy Bake oven..." Last time she told #1 and a few others about this desire, they were really confused as to why she would spend money on an Easy Bake Oven when we have a real oven. So we decided to make it a top secret mission to get this oven and get it to the cashier before #1 could catch on and talk #2 out of the buy. Did I ever tell you #1 is the brains of our apartment? Maybe not the brains, per say. She's intelligent, sure, but so are #2 and I. #1's the roommate who is ready to bring us back to planet Earth when we start getting all wrapped up in these crazy ideas we come up with. She's the mother-esque roommate, I guess.

We made a bee-line all the way to the toy section. Btw, why the heck are the Easy Bake ovens in the toy section? I mean, what on Earth?! It is an OVEN. It should obviously go in the aisle with the cooking supplies. Duh...

So we grabbed the oven and sneaked our way to the front of the store. The toy section is so inconvenient for top secret missions. It's in the way back left hand corner close to east Egypt so in order to get to the front, one has to travel eleventy billion feet across the entire supercenter.

It was hard...actually...that's a lie. #1 was on the complete opposite side of the store so she was no where to be seen when we were "sneaking." We literally just walked right out in the open to the check-out lines.

We made it to the only two registers open. That would be two registers out of like...134. (Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration.) #2 got in one line, I got in the other. Then #1 comes strolling up and naturally gets in #2's line because "nothing is ever easy."

We did our best hiding the darn thing behind us all the way back to the apartment but #1 isn't an idiot...

Upon opening up the oven and setting everything up, we found out that that jackal of a toy doesn't come with a light bulb! It requires an 100 watt bulb. #2 found a 13 watt. Sure, it'd take a little longer, but it would do!

Ultimately, we decided to just eat the cookie dough and save the Betty Crocker antics for another day.

Anti-Climatic, I'm aware.

So, this is the Easy Bake Oven I had.


And this is what the new Easy Bake Oven looks like.


#2's is blue instead of pink though. I like blue better.

Now, I'm not sure why, but it REALLY bothers me that the old oven's time says 12:30 and the new oven says 12:31. I have no idea why this gets me but I really can't handle it. What are the manufacturers trying to say? That the new ovens are better? And why does changing the time from 12:30 to 12:31 indicate that it's better? Or maybe they just felt like changing the time? But why? Why 12:31? Why not 10:00? Or 6:30? Why 12:31?

I may not sleep tonight...

#1

This is #1.

She's my roommate and has been for a little over a year now. You know what this means, right? This means that she knows almost EVERYTHING there is to know about me. She might even know things about me that I don't even know. She knows every bad habit and really everything else I rather the world not know about. She knows every flaw. And you wanna know somethin'? She still loves me.

That's really saying something because, trust me, I'm not an easy person to be around all the time. I know that. I can be a real hooligan sometimes. She puts up with me though.

Anyways, #1 is probably the most giving person I've ever met in my entire life. Actually, I take that back. She IS the most giving person I've ever met in my entire life. Whether it be her stuff or her self in the form of some service, she just gives it all to everyone who needs it.

At every single obstacle I've hit since the day we moved in together, #1 has been there. All the little stupid things that shouldn't have bothered me but I worried about. All the big things that made me want to really just throw in the towel. #1 was there with a kind of patience I've never witnessed before. Her friend was going through something and whether it was big or small it meant something to that friend so it meant something to her.

THAT is the kind of person #1 is. She is THE most selfless person I've ever had the honor of knowing. I can truly and honestly say that.

Sometimes, I fear that those who know her have gotten so used to this trait of hers that it becomes expected. I've seen that. I've DONE that!! We forget though that #1 is a rare gift in herself. Her heart is one that is completely free to all of her friends and those friends sometimes forget that...

She still loves us though. No matter what, we are forgiven. She and I got in a little tiffy a week or two ago. Btw, when I get angry...I say things before I think. Things I don't mean. And that happened with her. And it wasn't okay. But you know what she said to me after? She said, "You're still my sister and I love you."

Yeah...

#1 is the person who single-handedly brought me back to Church where I fell in love with Christ again. She is why I am where I am; in a love affair with my Savior. I very firmly believe that God put me in her room for that specific reason. So that she may be an instrument of His to call me back. Oh man..haha, that's a whole another story in itself.

The point is, living with her, getting to know her, and watching her grow has taught me more than I could ever have imagined. #1 has changed my entire life for the better and that is no exaggeration.

*sighs* Honestly, I could go on for days...but I'll leave it here. I think you get the point.

She is just outta this world crazy awesome and I don't deserve her for a second.

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Orfenheimer

This is Orfenheimer.

 I met him in my Chemistry class my first semester here. He was one of my first friends in college. Smart dude. Helped me out with a few tests in both of the classes we had together.

 Lucky for me, Orfenheimer and I have gotten closer since then. He started hanging around the church on campus with us regularly last finals week and we all realized what we had been missing out on.

  Orfenheimer is a good guy. He has a great sense of virtue that I find is lost in many nowadays. But what I love most about him is his benevolence. Whenever I talk to him, THAT is what I get. Honest compassion and consideration for how I'm holding up. It's just his nature to nurture and protect.

 This is a lot of what a man is, in my eyes. A true man of God.

 That's another thing. I know for a fact that Orfenheimer is consistantly working to grow as a man of God. I can't be sure but I'm confident that this takes up a big part of his heart. To love, to evolve, and to flourish in Christ's light.

 I am truly blessed to have Orfenheimer in my life. He's going to do some EPIC things. As if I haven't already been impressed enough with him thus far, I know he'll come around and do something else greater and even more spectacular one day. Just wait. You'll see.