Cake

So Laura skipped town and I have been left a lone man in Provo. The closest I've ever been to social is making fun of people. Well that had nothing to do with anything.

I have this new roommate Jared W. He's a hip guy. Well he and I decided to have a roommate BBQ, which pretty much consisted of him and I going to his house. Somehow I began to sing "I wanna be where the people are" and he chimed in (obviously I am better though). We continued to sing in our off pitch squealing dying rat voice for a while and then decided to stop. We were so good. I complimented him and we did talk about it again.

Last night I was not being social but I was told there was cake in a girls apartment. My whole apartment ended up over there and I took my own fork (by the way it does now occur to me that I left that fork). Cake was as good as Nacho's life (almost anyways). As loud as Jared and I are, we shortly took over the party. Jared started to sing a song from the Goofy movie and I mentioned to everybody that he knows the words to "part of your world", so he broke out into singing that. When he stumbled I picked him up and belted out every word flawlessly off key and painful to listen to. In a sort of dramatic way I did the hand motions and they could all feel the pain of that poor little mermaid.

Then we broke out the slide show my roommate and I made entitled "top 10 reasons to date Jared W". Needless to say we may never be invited over for cake again.

Signing out Stevay

P.S. I bet you're all kind of ticked that I got your password. I just want to say that it's pretty easy to pump Laura for information