For the record, Kitten's boyfriend is NOT unattractive or ugly.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
The Now Infamous Nosebleed
Occurred, April 2010
Last spring Tot Tot invited Struggs, Neon and Blondie onto a party bus for a friend's, friend's birthday. Tot Tot was the only one of us that actually knew people on the bus. This contributes to the embarassment/awkwardness of the story. The way these party busses work is that there is a general meeting spot, everyone shows up, you begin drinking then the bus takes off for a multiple city bar crawl. We all got there pretty early and the drinking started soon after that. We were probably parked in the meeting spot for about an hour before we started on the adventure.
As soon as the driver starts the bus and and begins talking and driving, Tot Tot looks at Struggs and exclaims: OH MY GOD! Your nose is bleeding!!
As Struggs acknowedges her nose is bleeding, it is too late for her poor white shirt. She begins to try to get Blondie's attention because she is sitting next to paper towels. Blondie hands her the paper towels and after input from every person on the bus and about 15 mintues, Struggs' nose stops bleeding. During the nosebleed though, we had people come up to us with so many concerns, the most common was, they wanted to know who hit Struggs. Which to set the record straight, no one hit her! Her nose just started bleeding for no reason.
After the initial shock of the situation we all loosened up and had a great time at random dive bars in the middle of no where and getting to know the people we were with.
By the end of the night the situation became laughable and was helpful is breaking the ice and mingling with the other people on the bus, remember we knew NO ONE before we got there. Although it was helped, having a nosebleed in front of complete strangers is awkward and embarassing and not reccomended.
Last spring Tot Tot invited Struggs, Neon and Blondie onto a party bus for a friend's, friend's birthday. Tot Tot was the only one of us that actually knew people on the bus. This contributes to the embarassment/awkwardness of the story. The way these party busses work is that there is a general meeting spot, everyone shows up, you begin drinking then the bus takes off for a multiple city bar crawl. We all got there pretty early and the drinking started soon after that. We were probably parked in the meeting spot for about an hour before we started on the adventure.
As soon as the driver starts the bus and and begins talking and driving, Tot Tot looks at Struggs and exclaims: OH MY GOD! Your nose is bleeding!!
As Struggs acknowedges her nose is bleeding, it is too late for her poor white shirt. She begins to try to get Blondie's attention because she is sitting next to paper towels. Blondie hands her the paper towels and after input from every person on the bus and about 15 mintues, Struggs' nose stops bleeding. During the nosebleed though, we had people come up to us with so many concerns, the most common was, they wanted to know who hit Struggs. Which to set the record straight, no one hit her! Her nose just started bleeding for no reason.
After the initial shock of the situation we all loosened up and had a great time at random dive bars in the middle of no where and getting to know the people we were with.
By the end of the night the situation became laughable and was helpful is breaking the ice and mingling with the other people on the bus, remember we knew NO ONE before we got there. Although it was helped, having a nosebleed in front of complete strangers is awkward and embarassing and not reccomended.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Struggs, Kitten and the Table
Occured, October 2010
Halloween weekend seems to always be the time that we meet the most interesting people and meet the most people period. One of the nights of the weekend Struggs and Kitten wandered across the street to a party where we knew no one, however our neighbors all ended up showing up. That's besides the point though. As the two of us were at this party we met a girl, can't remember who she was, but she was fun, she got us to dance on the coffee table with her, then this happened:
Table Girl: WE SHOULD TOTALLY TRY TO BREAK THE TABLE!!!!
Struggs and Kitten: Ummm...sure?
For a while we proceeded to try to break this table, also while kicking every guy at the party off it until our neighbors showed up and we insisted they join us up there. Pedro, the fellow we had kicked off shortly before was not pleased. We never did break the table but we tried for quite some time, neighbors, where ever you got that coffee table, we would like to purchase one.
Halloween weekend seems to always be the time that we meet the most interesting people and meet the most people period. One of the nights of the weekend Struggs and Kitten wandered across the street to a party where we knew no one, however our neighbors all ended up showing up. That's besides the point though. As the two of us were at this party we met a girl, can't remember who she was, but she was fun, she got us to dance on the coffee table with her, then this happened:
Table Girl: WE SHOULD TOTALLY TRY TO BREAK THE TABLE!!!!
Struggs and Kitten: Ummm...sure?
For a while we proceeded to try to break this table, also while kicking every guy at the party off it until our neighbors showed up and we insisted they join us up there. Pedro, the fellow we had kicked off shortly before was not pleased. We never did break the table but we tried for quite some time, neighbors, where ever you got that coffee table, we would like to purchase one.
Blondie and the Potato
Occurred, November 2010
From the other stories posted it would make sense for the potato to be a nickname for someone, but no, this story involves Blondie and an actual potato that came from the ground.
She had gone out the night before and when she came home made the usual random mess of food, which this day consisted of a baked potato. She fell asleep with the potato untouched and on the edge of her bed. Yes, it surprises all of us too that it didn't fall on the floor. Blondie wakes up the next morning still exhausted and not compleatly thinking. She sees this potato and decides to clean it up. Keep in mind that when she takes the stairs up from her room she is in the kitchen. Instead of doing what makes sense and going upstairs, she goes into her bathroom to clean the plate. During this process she decides the best idea is to flush the potato down the toilet. Apparently it seemed to work fine, at first.
Fast forward a couple days where her toilet is refusing to flush and it becomes unuseable. She starts using the bathroom upstairs, which we think nothing of because we live in an old house, things are bound to go wrong. Fast forward again to when we decide to call matience because in addition to the toilet we had some other things go wrong. Our maitence guy comes out and fixes her toilet like it was nothing. A couple of days later while we are all sitting around the story begins to come out of what really happened to the toilet. The conversation went a little like this while we all sat in the living room:
Struggs: So, are you ever going to tell everyone what really happened to your toilet and why it broke?
Blondie: Ummm, you can tell them.
Struggs: Yeahhh she flushed a potato down the toilet guys.
After hearing this Tot Tot texts,facebooks, and calls everyone she knows to tell them this story. As do most of us. Now when J-BayBay comes over he will lovingly reffer to Blondie as Sweet Potato. Lesson of this story: Vegetables do not belong in the toilet, take the time to walk them to the kitchen.
From the other stories posted it would make sense for the potato to be a nickname for someone, but no, this story involves Blondie and an actual potato that came from the ground.
She had gone out the night before and when she came home made the usual random mess of food, which this day consisted of a baked potato. She fell asleep with the potato untouched and on the edge of her bed. Yes, it surprises all of us too that it didn't fall on the floor. Blondie wakes up the next morning still exhausted and not compleatly thinking. She sees this potato and decides to clean it up. Keep in mind that when she takes the stairs up from her room she is in the kitchen. Instead of doing what makes sense and going upstairs, she goes into her bathroom to clean the plate. During this process she decides the best idea is to flush the potato down the toilet. Apparently it seemed to work fine, at first.
Fast forward a couple days where her toilet is refusing to flush and it becomes unuseable. She starts using the bathroom upstairs, which we think nothing of because we live in an old house, things are bound to go wrong. Fast forward again to when we decide to call matience because in addition to the toilet we had some other things go wrong. Our maitence guy comes out and fixes her toilet like it was nothing. A couple of days later while we are all sitting around the story begins to come out of what really happened to the toilet. The conversation went a little like this while we all sat in the living room:
Struggs: So, are you ever going to tell everyone what really happened to your toilet and why it broke?
Blondie: Ummm, you can tell them.
Struggs: Yeahhh she flushed a potato down the toilet guys.
After hearing this Tot Tot texts,facebooks, and calls everyone she knows to tell them this story. As do most of us. Now when J-BayBay comes over he will lovingly reffer to Blondie as Sweet Potato. Lesson of this story: Vegetables do not belong in the toilet, take the time to walk them to the kitchen.
Friday, December 10, 2010
We have a Homeless Person in the Cellar?
Occurred, November 2010
We live in an old house, there's too many outlets on the same fuse and they tend to short out easily. This night we were trying to get ready to go out and we learned that we cannot use a hair dryer in our living room. The most inconvenient thing about shorting out a fuse is that our fuse box is outside of the house in a cellar. This cellar is one of the creepiest places ever. There is a set of stairs that leads to a ceiling, extra furniture, pillows, tools; pretty much a collection of things that have no business being together.
While getting ready we blew a fuse, as we usually would we grabbed a flashlight and prepared to go down to the cellar and flip the breaker. The only difference about this time was that when we got to the stairs that lead down to the cellar was open, and we have gotten very good about closing/locking doors. Please refer to the random sleeping girl story. Upon seeing this door open Blondie and Struggs freak out and run back inside and tell Neon whats going on. In our 3 heads we became convinced that the door was open because someone was living in the cellar. We then decide that this is an emergency maintenance situation and call our landlord. After Struggs was kept on hold for about 5 minutes, Neon decides to try calling. She gets through to our landlord who sounds instantly annoyed. We explain the situation to him and plead and say can someone just come over and check this out for us. His response was that this was not a maitence situation and there is strength in numbers and we should just check it out ourselves. Upon hearing this we get angry and hang up and call the police to check it out. After first dialing the number incorrectly multiple times and accidentally calling a local gym. Oops. The police showed up pretty quick, multiple cars, lights and sirens on, the whole deal.
They were very nice about it and checked the cellar out for us, flipped the breaker, did a run through of the whole house and overall just made us feel better and not stupid, as our landlord had. There was not a person living in our cellar, thankfully, but now we know how unreliable our landlord is, especially because it took him another 2 weeks to come out and fix the lock on the door.
We live in an old house, there's too many outlets on the same fuse and they tend to short out easily. This night we were trying to get ready to go out and we learned that we cannot use a hair dryer in our living room. The most inconvenient thing about shorting out a fuse is that our fuse box is outside of the house in a cellar. This cellar is one of the creepiest places ever. There is a set of stairs that leads to a ceiling, extra furniture, pillows, tools; pretty much a collection of things that have no business being together.
While getting ready we blew a fuse, as we usually would we grabbed a flashlight and prepared to go down to the cellar and flip the breaker. The only difference about this time was that when we got to the stairs that lead down to the cellar was open, and we have gotten very good about closing/locking doors. Please refer to the random sleeping girl story. Upon seeing this door open Blondie and Struggs freak out and run back inside and tell Neon whats going on. In our 3 heads we became convinced that the door was open because someone was living in the cellar. We then decide that this is an emergency maintenance situation and call our landlord. After Struggs was kept on hold for about 5 minutes, Neon decides to try calling. She gets through to our landlord who sounds instantly annoyed. We explain the situation to him and plead and say can someone just come over and check this out for us. His response was that this was not a maitence situation and there is strength in numbers and we should just check it out ourselves. Upon hearing this we get angry and hang up and call the police to check it out. After first dialing the number incorrectly multiple times and accidentally calling a local gym. Oops. The police showed up pretty quick, multiple cars, lights and sirens on, the whole deal.
They were very nice about it and checked the cellar out for us, flipped the breaker, did a run through of the whole house and overall just made us feel better and not stupid, as our landlord had. There was not a person living in our cellar, thankfully, but now we know how unreliable our landlord is, especially because it took him another 2 weeks to come out and fix the lock on the door.
Tot Tot Goes Shoeless
This isn't much of a story, but a collection of short conversations surrounding a certain night where Tot Tot did go shoeless to a party a couple streets over from us.
Night of the party, after coming home. Stuggs tries to make smiley fries.
Tot Tot: What are you making? It smells like it's burning!
Struggs: Smiley fries, and they have only been in there for like 2 minutes, they cant be burning yet.
J-BayBay: It's burning.
Struggs: Ohhh, I think I used one of the trays that had jello shots on it...the jello is burning.
The next morning in the car on the way to breakfast, mid conversation:
Tot Tot: Guys, real quick, did I wear shoes to the party last night?
Blondie, J-BayBay, Neon and Struggs all look at each other confused before realizing: Nope.
Night of the party, after coming home. Stuggs tries to make smiley fries.
Tot Tot: What are you making? It smells like it's burning!
Struggs: Smiley fries, and they have only been in there for like 2 minutes, they cant be burning yet.
J-BayBay: It's burning.
Struggs: Ohhh, I think I used one of the trays that had jello shots on it...the jello is burning.
The next morning in the car on the way to breakfast, mid conversation:
Tot Tot: Guys, real quick, did I wear shoes to the party last night?
Blondie, J-BayBay, Neon and Struggs all look at each other confused before realizing: Nope.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Neon and Struggs hit the Casino
Occured, October 2010
We have a casino not too far from our house and don't freuqent it very often. This weekend in October was the most time we have spent there, at least since knowing each other. This was due to the fact that Neon's boyfriend had friends visiting that wanted to go.
The night started out awesome, Struggs sat down at a blackjack table and just starting winning. Normally she's not much of a gambler, but the bar helped that out real quick. After leaving the table Struggs decided that she had had enough gambling for the night and didn't want to push her luck. Struggs and Neon decided to hang back and watch the rest of the group gamble. This would be a great idea if we had not decided to sit very close to the middle of the casino floor.
While sitting surveying the casino we had a not so young woman come up to us and try to persude us to dance with her in the club just opened in the casino. Now, normally, given the right setting Struggs and Neon would agree to this. This was not the right setting. She kept badgering them into trying to dance and trying to convince other people around to help her. Then she began to compare Struggs to Khole Kardashian. We love the Kardashians, but don't compare us to people. Luckilly after strongly warning this woman to back off and go dance with her husband she did leave. This wasn't the end of the casino story though.
Neon and Struggs stayed in the same seats they were in, which were NOT in the middle of the casino floor, although they were close. While sitting there a rude young man, unhappy camper, knocked into Struggs' seat, Struggs was not pleased. She shouted some profanities to the man and geustured him to go to a certain place. This set unhappy camper off and he was clearly upset. Neon witnessing all of this gathers the group we are with and decides it is time to leave the casino. As unhappy camper started to yell about how he was going to his Stuggs and she better watch out, Neon, Struggs and the rest of the group cautiously left the floor.
Yes, we escaped the possible confrontation of unhappy camper and Struggs, but that still raises the issue, why would he want to hit a girl?! And now Struggs is a little more careful with her words to larger unhappy campers.
We have a casino not too far from our house and don't freuqent it very often. This weekend in October was the most time we have spent there, at least since knowing each other. This was due to the fact that Neon's boyfriend had friends visiting that wanted to go.
The night started out awesome, Struggs sat down at a blackjack table and just starting winning. Normally she's not much of a gambler, but the bar helped that out real quick. After leaving the table Struggs decided that she had had enough gambling for the night and didn't want to push her luck. Struggs and Neon decided to hang back and watch the rest of the group gamble. This would be a great idea if we had not decided to sit very close to the middle of the casino floor.
While sitting surveying the casino we had a not so young woman come up to us and try to persude us to dance with her in the club just opened in the casino. Now, normally, given the right setting Struggs and Neon would agree to this. This was not the right setting. She kept badgering them into trying to dance and trying to convince other people around to help her. Then she began to compare Struggs to Khole Kardashian. We love the Kardashians, but don't compare us to people. Luckilly after strongly warning this woman to back off and go dance with her husband she did leave. This wasn't the end of the casino story though.
Neon and Struggs stayed in the same seats they were in, which were NOT in the middle of the casino floor, although they were close. While sitting there a rude young man, unhappy camper, knocked into Struggs' seat, Struggs was not pleased. She shouted some profanities to the man and geustured him to go to a certain place. This set unhappy camper off and he was clearly upset. Neon witnessing all of this gathers the group we are with and decides it is time to leave the casino. As unhappy camper started to yell about how he was going to his Stuggs and she better watch out, Neon, Struggs and the rest of the group cautiously left the floor.
Yes, we escaped the possible confrontation of unhappy camper and Struggs, but that still raises the issue, why would he want to hit a girl?! And now Struggs is a little more careful with her words to larger unhappy campers.
The Random Sleeping Girl
Occured, August 2010
At the begining of the year we had an issue with forgetting to lock our door when we left the house. This story was the event that led us to start locking the door religiously when we leave.
The night of this story we were having a small gathering, not party, of friends and were wandering between our house, our next door neighbors and our neighbors across the street. Due to the fact that our house was full of our friends we were not too concerned about leaving. We should also mention this weekend was one that J-BayBay was visting us, who is Tot Tot's boyfriend.
Much later in the evening Tot Tot decides she is ready for bed, the rest of the people here, including J-BayBay were not. Tot Tot decided to get away from the noise to sleep in Struggs' bed, which is in the back of the house. Around 4 A.M. Struggs comes home and tries to go to sleep, but of course finds Tot Tot in her bed. Unable to wake her Struggs goes to sleep in Tot Tot's room, J-BayBay is not in there.
The next morning when Tot Tot wakes up she realizes her boyfriend is gone, truck and all. She drives down to J-BayBay's house to see what happened. Upon seeing her J-BayBay is upset and confused as to why she is there. After piecing together the night this is what was discovered:
Tot Tot went to sleep in struggs bed. Soon after the house cleared out becuase people left, during this time a random girl wandered into the house and found her way into Tot Tot's bed and proceeded to pass out. J-BayBay comes home and obviously goes to Tot Tot's bed. Random girl looks like Tot Tot, so J-BayBay sees nothing wrong and proceeds to try cuddling and making moves on random girl. Random girl becomes annoyed and exclaims she is going to Tyler's. J-BayBay still thinking random girl is Tot Tot gets upset because his girlfriend just left him to go to another guy's house. J-BayBay then decides to leave 1018 and before doing so remove all pictures and memories of him and Tot Tot.
The next day J-BayBay and Tot Tot cleared up this misunderstanding and are doing perfectly fine as a couple. However, random girl, we also believe you stole Blondie's fifth out of our fridge, if you would like to replace that one day we would all apprechiate it.
At the begining of the year we had an issue with forgetting to lock our door when we left the house. This story was the event that led us to start locking the door religiously when we leave.
The night of this story we were having a small gathering, not party, of friends and were wandering between our house, our next door neighbors and our neighbors across the street. Due to the fact that our house was full of our friends we were not too concerned about leaving. We should also mention this weekend was one that J-BayBay was visting us, who is Tot Tot's boyfriend.
Much later in the evening Tot Tot decides she is ready for bed, the rest of the people here, including J-BayBay were not. Tot Tot decided to get away from the noise to sleep in Struggs' bed, which is in the back of the house. Around 4 A.M. Struggs comes home and tries to go to sleep, but of course finds Tot Tot in her bed. Unable to wake her Struggs goes to sleep in Tot Tot's room, J-BayBay is not in there.
The next morning when Tot Tot wakes up she realizes her boyfriend is gone, truck and all. She drives down to J-BayBay's house to see what happened. Upon seeing her J-BayBay is upset and confused as to why she is there. After piecing together the night this is what was discovered:
Tot Tot went to sleep in struggs bed. Soon after the house cleared out becuase people left, during this time a random girl wandered into the house and found her way into Tot Tot's bed and proceeded to pass out. J-BayBay comes home and obviously goes to Tot Tot's bed. Random girl looks like Tot Tot, so J-BayBay sees nothing wrong and proceeds to try cuddling and making moves on random girl. Random girl becomes annoyed and exclaims she is going to Tyler's. J-BayBay still thinking random girl is Tot Tot gets upset because his girlfriend just left him to go to another guy's house. J-BayBay then decides to leave 1018 and before doing so remove all pictures and memories of him and Tot Tot.
The next day J-BayBay and Tot Tot cleared up this misunderstanding and are doing perfectly fine as a couple. However, random girl, we also believe you stole Blondie's fifth out of our fridge, if you would like to replace that one day we would all apprechiate it.
Skrimp, The Freshman
Occured, October 2010
We all know America's most recent fascination with EVERYTHING New Jersey. 1018 is no exception in this case, except you could consider our fascination more of a mocking. Like many other college students we had decided to host a Jersey Shore Themed party. It included name tags and more importantly Jello Shots.
The party started out pretty normally, drinking as roommates with our friends, then obviously more people start showing up. One of our friends brought a lovely little freshman we will now refer to as Skrimp. Don't get us wrong, this girl was nice, but also so eager to fit in.
As we were sitting around drinking we finished one tray of jello shots, and were not over the novelty of them yet. We had another tray or two upstairs but us being the people we are did not want to move and walk up the stairs to retrieve them. Enter Skrimp!
From this point on this girl became the greatest party guest we have ever had, walking around with trays of jello shots, monitoring people at the party, getting shots, everything. We had successfully turned this girl into our personal butler for the night. Needless to say it was pretty great.
The next morning we wake up obviously not feeling great and find notes people had left. One of them being a phone number from Skrimp saying "Call me!" We have not done so yet, but her phone number is still on our fridge.
She would have been our favorite person ever if she had picked up all the jello shot cups before leaving our house that night.
We all know America's most recent fascination with EVERYTHING New Jersey. 1018 is no exception in this case, except you could consider our fascination more of a mocking. Like many other college students we had decided to host a Jersey Shore Themed party. It included name tags and more importantly Jello Shots.
The party started out pretty normally, drinking as roommates with our friends, then obviously more people start showing up. One of our friends brought a lovely little freshman we will now refer to as Skrimp. Don't get us wrong, this girl was nice, but also so eager to fit in.
As we were sitting around drinking we finished one tray of jello shots, and were not over the novelty of them yet. We had another tray or two upstairs but us being the people we are did not want to move and walk up the stairs to retrieve them. Enter Skrimp!
From this point on this girl became the greatest party guest we have ever had, walking around with trays of jello shots, monitoring people at the party, getting shots, everything. We had successfully turned this girl into our personal butler for the night. Needless to say it was pretty great.
The next morning we wake up obviously not feeling great and find notes people had left. One of them being a phone number from Skrimp saying "Call me!" We have not done so yet, but her phone number is still on our fridge.
She would have been our favorite person ever if she had picked up all the jello shot cups before leaving our house that night.
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