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This is not a post on dating. Surprise! This is a post on how grateful I am to have such wonderful roommates.

Now, I can't say much about Sarah. She's usually with her fiance, but when she is home, she laughs and has fun right with the rest of us. She's pretty much awesome.

But the Dexheimers are the ones I hang out with ALL. THE. TIME. Hahaha Those two sisters are so much fun.

Laurel is my age. She's rather skittish, I suppose you could say. She's easy to scare. I don't even have to try to make her jump! Take, for example, last night. She was on the phone and had something to say to Angela. She yelled at Angela to get into the living room, but gave up waiting and began to walk toward the bedroom. Well, Angela had started walking toward the living room. They both turned the corner at the same time and -smack!- ran into each other.

Now, I was sitting at the dining table just minding my own business. Both those girls screamed when they saw each other and I'm sure they must have jumped sky high. Angela ran into the living room, mumbling to me, trying to get me to understand what just happened and failing to speak comprehensible words. I understood what happened fine, but when I heard Laurel also mumbling on the phone trying to get the person there to understand her fright, I literally fell to the ground laughing too hard to function. It took them both at least a full minute to calm down enough to speak actual words. I think I laughed a bit longer than that.

Angela is the older sister. She's a LOT like Laurel in many ways. Angela LOVES books just like I do. Laurel loves books too, but she's a big movie fan. I read a book the other day called Entwined. It's about the Twelve Dancing Princesses from the eldest princess's point of view. It's a wonderful book! I marked it up quite thoroughly with my favorite quotes and thoughts that came to mind. There was even a poem that had a lot of symbolism in it that I took notes on. Angela read it after I did. She laughed at my notes. Since then we keep asking each other "Remember the time when the Keeper's ponytail was yanked?" or "What was that first Great Debacle called?" It's one of the ways we bond.

On Friday, I came home from shooting to discover Laurel sitting all alone in her bedroom, waiting for Angela to come home. But was she waiting idly? No, Angela had left her phone at home. So what did Laurel do? Why, she called Angela's phone and left her a couple dozen voice mails or so, of course. When I saw what she was doing, I left a voice mail of my own, just to join the fun. Laurel and I sat and giggled while Angela listened to all our messages.

Then, yesterday Angela and I walked to the gas station while Laurel was busy. I left my phone to charge. When she noticed we were gone, Laurel called Angela to see what we were doing. Angela just HAD to tell her that I left my phone. I rushed home, expecting to have at least five or six voice mails. Nope! I was lucky! Laurel's mom called her and saved me!

So, to wrap up all my fun tales, I'm going to miss my roommates when they leave. I'll have to continue to have adventures on my own and make the Dexheimers visit me in Salt Lake whenever possible.

~Rose