"hogging all the good genes"

i talked to my roommates, and remembered --though of course, i couldn't forget-- how dearly i love you.
i talked to a few of my minnesota friends this week, via text.
guess what.
I love you, too.
I talked to my mom, and to my dear baby. you are wonderful. i love you.
I've been smiley all the day through. here are some pearls.
burns told me that his roommates (all old, mostly male, one a pregnant, bisexual woman) were brewing some beer in the kitchen and he is now the YMCA camp rope course facilitator.
brian told me that he is charming, and can speak in a british or french accent and that if i go to europe i only need enough money for food and a scarf if I have a camera.
lauren verbally abused the girl from upstairs for being too stompy, and then praised my love and abilty to read her by choosing some cake music for us to listen to.
kathryn told me she was worried about getting in trouble for eating oatmeal in the living room, but she had to because clifford was on.
and last night hilary had hardly come in the door before collapsing in tears on the floor -- laughter tears. She had to crawl back into the living room and repeat after lauren "Lana, that hat looks very good and not like an oven mitt or doile." she couldn't handle it.
how wonderful!
we had a wonderful bon fire, and could see the city lights and stars at the same time, and had a chance to spend time with some of my favorite people in the whole of utah. marshmellos, pretzels, popcorn, and nutella never tasted so good. i loved that it was cold, and wish it was cold now.
i still smell like fire, and i've showered twice.
this doesn't upset me. i want to spend all my time just like that. Talking, sitting close, and having warm hands and feet, and a cold pink nose.
i saw kendra, kaylie, and patrick doing interpretive aerobics, and realized how much i've missed you girls, and how much i will miss patrick. (i saw patrick's garments and texted my roommates to tell the exciting, endowed news. they already knew, but i've seen the proof!) I'm so proud of all my friends who serve missions. i love to make you tapes, trevor and clark i promise yours are on their ways!
magee said he missed me, and i felt happy and sad. i miss you, too.
last night lana and lauren and paige felt it was a good idea to attack me in my bed chambers. they didn't not know the defensive power i have.
a few christmas carols and boob-punches, and i was snuggled up in an empty bed.
of course, i also had a concussion by then.
that was after we created the den of gluttony. It took up the whole living room, and it's arms reached the mess into the kitchen. Lauren cleaned it. good girl, Lauren.

our apartment is messy again.
it happens so quickly.
it all happens too quickly.