Meet Erika.
Erika is my bestest friend and we literally spend all of our time together aside from working and sleeping (except sometimes we sleep in the same twin sized bed. Our guy friends think it is especially weird that we are comfortable with that, but dudes, girls start sharing beds with each other from the time they are like 7. Its just standard procedure.)
We just celebrated our one year anniversary in October and will probably have a fiesta for it every year since our friendship officially began at a Halloween party. I had just moved to a new part of town and the atmosphere was completely different than any other part of campus that I had lived at previously. It was much more quiet and you had to already be part of a group to be invited to things (Except for wolf howling lessons. I think that's a different story though.) Erika and I lived in neighboring apartments and she came over a few Saturday mornings to invite us to her apartment's breakfast parties. Something in me was shy and intimidated and I only went once, very briefly. Luckily she is a persistent little thing and didn't think that I was anti-social. The day of our ward Halloween party she came over looking for markers and yes, I have every craft supply necessary, so I let her borrow mine as well as the crown from my birthday party. What on Earth could this costume be? None other than the Queen of Hearts! I was some kind of witchy thing. My real costume wasn't ready yet.
I have a slightly obsessive personality so when I meet people and get along with them I just want to spend all of my time in their presence. We quickly realized that we are both extreme literary and grammar nerds and bonded over facebook flair and Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog. We even signed up for two of the same classes winter semester so that we would see each other every day on campus.
I have to add that after typing "grammar" into google images I found this one and I started laughing uncontrollably.
I think I should probably lay off the candy pumpkins for a little bit. Oh whoops! They're all gone!
Showin' off those buff Rosie the Riveter arms she developed in our weight lifting class.
This is our tradition of "attack cake". Didn't I promise a post on that? Remind me of it later please.









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