Ain't We Cute

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I think I'm gonna like it here

i moved into a great new place with my dear friend Pam. as I was unpacking, Pam's grand kids slipped these under my door. love having keiki in the ohana.

Almost Famous

BYU-Hawaii is the greatest. For Real.

Me, Myself & Irene

the last 6 weeks I have been sharing a studio apartment with the one & only Irene Lolofie.

she is almost as lucky as i am to have had such an awesome roomie. :)

sadly, our time together as roommates has come to an end & I would just like to take this opportunity to document in cyberspace just one of the great adventures that we shared:

"The Great Centipede Scare of 2011"

other adventures include (but are not limited to):

"The Most Epic Oatmeal Spill of All Time"

"The Night of One Too Many iPod Videos"

"The Great Chocolate Chip Pancake Feast" (Parts I, II and III)

"The Mystery of the Mysterious Bleach Spots"

& of course the daily episode of

"Good-bye Neighbor, I Love You!"

but it is of the first that I wish to address at this moment.

the story goes a little something like this:

Once upon a Time in the town of Hauula it was a regular weekday Hawaiian evening & Ambree was laying on the couch reading a book & minding her own business. Irene was out for the evening doing something responsible. Ambree's book reading was an attempt at being responsible because it was for school, but she was having a hard time focusing. she started daydreaming & staring around the apartment & was suddenly completely distracted & annoyed by the uncooperative state of her hair (which of course was just an excuse to stop reading because honestly, who cares about their hair when they are all alone reading a book, right?)

so she sat up on the couch and leaned over the arm of the couch in attempt to address the hair issue in the mirror on the other side of the room. she began fiddling in vain with her hair when she suddenly sensed that she was no longer alone. almost simultaneously she sensed something moving & quickly glanced toward the floor. after the world's fastest double take to validate what her eyes had just communicated to her brain, Ambree squealed a great squeal & when she looked back up into the mirror saw that she was now squatting in terror on the back of the couch. she watched in disbelief as what she concluded was the world's largest centipede (easily 8 inches long and 2 inches wide) slithered away from the kitchen towards her bed. it

took it's sweet old time too. Ambree was so paralyzed by fear that she could take a picture of the thing, but after a thorough Google image search, she was later able to find the closest likeness available to use as a visual aid (see picture below, but make it blacker & add a bajillion more legs)

obviously, she couldn't get up and get the thing, she just wanted it way from her. this being her first encounter with a such a creature, however, she was not sure how to do this. so she experimented. mostly she just tried a lot stomping and barking (yes, barking. she crazy) but apparently the centipede liked her shoes and no amount of temper tantrum or dog impersonation was going to divert him. so Ambree, doing the only rational thing left, called Irene in hopes that she could somehow magic the thing out of the apartment. in her panicked state, and still hunched on the back of the couch, Ambree left the following message on Irene's voicemail:

Irene tends to bring out the crazy in Ambree already, so you mix this with sheer terror & the results, as you have just witnessed, are interesting to say the least. an hour later, Irene came home and found Ambree still hunched on the back of the couch staring underneath her bed where the centipede had since disappeared. Irene then became the bravest human that Ambree had ever encountered because she went after the thing as Ambree continued to monitor all possible exits in case the thing decided to emerge. after a long and thorough attempt, however, Irene was unable to recover the centipede. that night, Ambree dreamed of all things creepy crawly & toxic. it was miserable. but the centipede never showed his legs again. The End.

i miss you already Irene! here's to you & your bravery. may you never have to deal with a centipede or a roommate as pathetic as me ever again. CHEERS!!!