Monday, August 25, 2008

Inbox Fun, Day 1

I don't so much "email" Roommate as I do "spam her constantly." Being at the same law school, taking much of the same classes, and seeing the same people, the ability to keep up a running commentary over our inboxes allows us to play Joan Rivers on a daily basis.

She doesn't blog, but she does send me funny commentary, which, naturally, I have to share with you. This morning, we hit the ground running:

I really like my trusts/estates class. However, I either don’t know or actively dislike nearly everyone in it. Sigh.

Also, The Slutty Hobo just walked by with a weave down to her butt. At least I think it was a weave. It could have been a small woodland creature she killed on the way to class and affixed to her head. Really, it's anybody’s guess.

-- R

I can already tell it's going to be a great year.


no634 said...

Hilarity! Why doesn't she have a blog again?

All rights reserved to my snotty and generally self-deprecating writing. And if your comments bother me, I'll delete them. That's right, pumpkin.
...How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
-- Emily Dickinson