What should we name the 3rd roommate?

Apparently, unknown to me until this morning, HH and I have acquired a third roommate. He's small, thin, and doesn't make much noise. He's gone all day and slips in through the door at night to take up residence beneath the couch. Oh, did I mention he's A LIZARD!?

I'm watching The Hills at 2am this morning when I see something scurry across the floor. My first thought is that it's a cockroach, it must be, but just as he passed by my feet I caught a glimpse of him just enough to tell that it was a freaking lizard. I took my 30 seconds to freak out and then reasoned that I shouldn't wake HH because she'll tell me she's not going to touch it, and thus it will not be removed by either of us. I took the advice of a friend (the only one awake at 2am) and left it there. Upon exiting the shower this morning I say to HH, "Just so you know, there's a lizard in here... he's under the couch right now." She replies, "Oh I know, he slips in underneath the door every night. I watch him do it. Then he leaves during the day." It's not that I'm AFRAID of lizards, I just don't like small, fast, slimy things that I can't see very well. Small things that I could wake up to find in my bed, or on the wall above my head.

At any rate, now we have to buy groceries for three, make room for him on the couch, and split the rent, cable and electricity in thirds. At least we don't have to make him a key... he just slips in through the door whenever.

32 inches of HDTV

My roommate, HH, and I are all moved in today. My first night in my own place is now upon me... and it feels awesome. We started the move on Friday the 15th, and now at 10:34pm on Sunday night we are settled ... with few exceptions. 

I would tell you how I really feel about my own place... but I haven't been here long enough to give a good idea. I feel very normal now. Grown up. Like I'm finally in with the rest of the world. I feel like I belong to a bigger, better community. I like living in an apartment... it's cozy. HH and I got home from a trip to my house (of course I forgot something) and upon arriving home we found two VERY LARGE june bugs on the window outside. We looked at each other and counted to three and RAN inside as to be very careful not to let the bugs inside. We are both freaks about insects... great. 

So now that furniture is in, and the 32'' HDTV her father purchased for us is up and running, along with the all important wireless internet... I think I'm cozied in. I'll update more later when I really have a feel for the place.

As of now, I feel pretty good, and safe! Which is important. :). This is a HUGE step. 

Apartment it is.

People at the University are silly. They have no idea what they have open, they just know they have openings, (how is that?) ... they can't garuntee that my roommate and I will be together, and they won't tell us which residence hall we'll be in... and I don't want to be living in the ghetto... so Apartment it is.

Dorm v. Apartment

So today they called my roommate and offered her a dorm room. Last week they called me and offered me a dorm. My roommates father, a very pushy man, seems to think that he can get her and I a dorm room together. I can't decide, I am terrible at decisions. Which would I rather?? Shared showers and lots and lots of girls, or more space, less girls, and my own shower...

So, here we go again, nothing can ever just stay the same. Always decisions to be made. Yuck.