Kelli, my roommate and sometimes best friend, hasn't blogged since February 9th. Her brother has been staying and made the comment that they know more about what's going on in my life then Kelli's because I blog regularly. Well, I decided I'd keep them up to date with what's going on with Kelli.
Week of February 9, 2009:
Kelli was inspired by her last post and went to practice the Spanish she learned in the sketch in Mexico. Unfortunately for her, the only part she remembered was the part about the bomb--while we were going through security. Luckily, we were able to rescue her, and she even went back to the airport later that night to pick up her brother.
Week of February 16, 2009:
Still in Mexico, she bought a hammock, and developed a mild obsession for Octopus tacos.
Week of February 23, 2009:
Back in DC, Kelli attempted to make Octopus tacos. The Octopus fought back.
Week of March 2, 2009:
After being defeated by the Octopus, Kelli decided she needed to make a change in her life. She thought about getting an octopus tattoo, but the shame was still too strong. Many ideas were thought about, most started with the letter S.
Week of March 9, 2009:
Step 1 of getting in killer (well, killer octopus) shape was to get out the Nike Ipod. The battery in the nike ipod attachment was dead, so Apple sent her a replacement and 19 more. She decided to sell the 19 on the street, but the streets of Del Ray aren't really hopping for that kind of black market goods.
Week of March 16, 2009:
In great spirits, Kelli attended her first roller derby. By the end of the match, she had her roller derby name down to "Secretary of Skate" Number 44 or "Nancy Hate" Number CNN3.
Week of March 23, 2009
Kelli spent the week working on her burgeoning roller derby career. By the end of the week, she made the realization that true derby girls don't have blue and brown bedroom walls. Her walls are now a kick a$$ yellow.
That should pretty much catch you up with what's going on in Kelli's life. Oh, I forgot to mention her audition as Nancy Grace's understudy. Next time maybe.