My Assignment

Kim has been in South America doing her crazy, self-designed internship, world traveler and vagabond thing for about a month and a half.  I am suffering with her gone, but trying to cope :)

After my return from Mexico, Kim and I were discussing my messed up boy-life and lack of love-life.  Serious conversation and all, Kim tells me via Skype that my list of rules related has now turned into an assignment.

"Kelly.  By the time you start work in August, I expect you to be in a relationship.  Or at least have someone who could easily turn into a relationship.  I'm talking a serious, you-and-him relationship.  It just needs to happen.  You need that."

Thanks Kim.  I'll get right on that.

And then, school takes over

Unfortunately, the last three months of school were jam-packed, and while they were not at all any more boring on Kim's end, they were much more busy on mine.  True, I spent a large amount of time on the internet, but alas, it was never at the proper Kim-capturing moment.

A few highlights of the last 3 months of school, from a Kim-Kelly perspective:

1. SIFE Regionals and Nationals were madness, especially because Kim and I roomed together.  Add Jenny and Lauren, fellow roommates, into the equation and entertainment ensues.

2. Ear Piercing.  It was decided on St. Patrick's day, as the ICBs and Green Beer continued to be consumed at a greater rate, that another "roommate bonding experience" needed to happen.  The result?  A decision was made that Kim, Christine and I were going to get our cartilage pierced together....It was only two months later that the following text conversation happened.
Kim: Kelly, are you back home yet?
Kelly: No, but I'm on my way back from Portland.
Kim: Good.  I want to pierce things.

3. Shmooness and the return of the SRA.  I will not delve deeper.  She knows.

4. Graduation weekend, and the return of Kim's fun notes on the mirror, door, and cabinets to remind me of the previous night's occurrences.


Many, many more, but these are just the random few that come to mind.  Disappointed in myself that I didn't keep up with the madness that is Kim's mind and comments.

"Friday" - so annoying. So catchy.

Rebecca Black's "Friday" music vido has gone viral!  I've watched it so many times for a good laugh that it's been stuck in my head off and on since Friday (how appropriate).  Video found here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CD2LRROpph0

Kim and I are sitting in the Kitchen.  Kim tells me: "Kelly, we could make our own songs at this rate.  God, we could make one about hairdryers, I've got material we can use!"

The start to our song, compliments of Kim: 

Beautiful, Beautiful, Where should I sit? in the kitchen: stools!  Stools!  Or the chair, or the chair, I don’t know what I should do, because today is Beautiful, Beautiful!

All of this arose after a conversation about adjectives.  I love it. 

Mondays are rough

On Mondays this term, I have two classes: 2 hours of rock climbing, and a 1-hour Volleyball class that usually lasts 2 because a bunch of us play after class.  Kim also has 2 classes: an 8 a.m. Animal Science class, followed by Rock Climbing with me, which ends at 11.  Then, she's done-zo.  Sounds nice, right?  Well, it is, except she always had a crap-ton of work due on Tuesday, and so her Mondays after climbing are hellacious.

I got back from Volleyball around 4:45 to find Kim sitting at the table, surrounded by papers and books and typing furiously on her computer.  I noticed a glass of wine next to her computer.

Kelly: "Kim, I'm so happy you've already busted into the Cabernet.  You go."

Kim: "Yeah, well, I was contemplating not pouring a glass, because it would make me feel like a Wine-o.  Then, I realized that I am a wine-o, and I was ok with it*"

*Wine-o in the sense that we love wine and drink it often.  Not that we're drunk off wine on a nightly basis.  Just wanted to clarify.

A Cookie Fetish

Kim is very open about her cookie addiction.  I appreciate it, because she provides a forum where I can also discuss my brownie addiction.

Tonight, we indulged in a few cookies from a local place, Taylor Street Ovens.  It was my first Taylor Street experience, and Kim was raving about it. (Rightfully so, the gingerbread (my favorite) was delicious!)

Kim:"I feel sickish, and think after 6 mini cookies, I need to stop.  I think my problem is that I actually love Taylor Street Oven cookies.  Have you ever had the White Chocolate Macadamia Nut cookies?"
Me: "Nope, just gingerbread and chocolate chip."
Kim: "They are...well, I could pop those cookies like House pops Vicadin."

Cooking in a bathrobe.

Tonight, Kim and I threw together a meal, but after hours of PAC classes and working out, I had to take a shower first.

Kim: "You're cooking in a robe and drinking wine, someday some man is going to fall madly in love with you."
Kelly: "Haha, I would hope so...why?!"
Kim: "You enjoy drinking, you enjoy cooking, you have great taste in music, and you parade around in a bathrobe.  These are very redeeming qualities"

Later...

Kim: "Did you really just eat chicken plain for dinner?"
Kelly: "Yeah, and it was delicious."
Kim: "You are such a carnivore.  That's ok, all I've eaten today was Chocolate."

Valentines Day

Feb. 13th:
Stephen: "I HAVE A VALENTINE'S DAY DATE TOMORROW!"
Kim: "Well, that's great."
Stephen:  "It's my car...."
Kim:  "That will make for quite the awkward dinner conversation..."

Feb. 14th:
Kim: "Good god, I'm going to eat all of these chocolates."
Kelly: "Me too, they're going to kill me..."
Kim: "You know what happens tomorrow, right?"
Kelly: "They all go on SALE."
Kim: "You know what we're doing first thing tomorrow, right?"
Kelly: "BUYING ALL THE CHOCOLATES!?!?!?"
Kim: "Hell yes."