"When the moon hits your eye..."

Yes, I know. It's ridiculously late. I have an early class tomorrow. Whatever. I was already up anyways because I procrastinated my physics homework due to the fact that I procrastinated my writing homework and had to do it all yesterday (it's a vicious cycle, really). Then, when I actually sat down to do my homework, my roommates decided to watch Moulin Rouge, which I'd never seen and wanted to watch. So, I did that. Then, I sat down to do my physics homework, and somehow, my roommates and I ended up talking about the Emergency Preparedness Packet on the refrigerator to our apartment, and how we're all going to die because of a firestorm (ya...we're kinda weird like that, but it keeps life interesting). SO....I figured that since I was up already, I'd post on my blog. Meh. Why not.

Today was an Enrichment Night activity. Basically, I went because they said there was going to be pizza. Allison and I sat down on their couches, kind of looked around at all the socializing going on, talked about how we wanted to just stand up in the middle of the room and say how the world isn't made up of rainbows and bunnies and sparkles and see what happened, and then we decided to leave. Candice, my other roommate, told me to take a plate of pizza home to Cynthia, because she had to miss the activity. So, we were walking home, and I was eating a piece of this pizza, and I all of a sudden got this urge to just go up to the window of one of the guys' apartments in our ward and just smear the pizza all over the place.

(PAUSE. At this point in telling the story, everybody I've told it to say, "No.....you didn't....did you?" No. No I didn't. UNPAUSE)

Well, because my better judgment decided to come into my head, I decided not to (as I said). But, Allison and I did decide that I should just go up to the window, which is ALWAYS open to the world...they never shut their blinds...and stand there all creepily eating my pizza. So...I did. I figured it would make for an interesting story, and I was in the mood for a laugh. The really funny thing was, though, that nobody in their apartment noticed. They were all in that room, and one of them was like, three feet away from the window where I was standing eating my pizza, but he still didn't notice. I wonder what would have happened if they had...