As you may or may not already know, I moved out of my parents' house last July. I'm living on my own for the first time since college, being all grown-up and paying for fun things like rent and electricity and cable. I live with two of my best friends--Tracy, whom I've known since kindergarten, and Kathleen, whom I lived with throughout college. Fortunately, we're rather similar, all things considered. None of us are terribly organized (most of the time, the state of our apartment could be called "controlled chaos"), we all have strange sleep habits that include staying up irrationally late and being tired the rest of the next day, we watch several of the same television programs, we're all nerds (of varying levels).
But the biggest, most important thing is...we all have very strange senses of humor.
There's a white board that hangs in a corner in our living room. Half of said white board consists of a huge list of places we need to go or things we need to do. This was started due to the fact that Kathleen grew up in the tiny bubble of Newcomerstown, OH and hasn't experienced even HALF of what Columbus has to offer. The rest of the white board is filled with either inside jokes (many of which are either Harry Potter or Team Starkid related) or...stupid quotes. We say a LOT of stupid things in our apartment. And I'm fairly certain that, if need be, this white board will serve as dialogue inspiration sometime down the road.
Thus follows a very small selection of weird stuff heard around our apartment:
"Hi. Love me, please."
"Everything's funnier in a montage."
"I don't eat people's soul...I just nibble a little."
"Hey, it's Reformation Sunday! Let's go tack up some theses!"
"Wow. We've gone 24 hours without saying stupid shit."
"It's like a word I know in my head."
--"As opposed to your butt?"