Yes, the roommate blog will continue. No, fruitsnacks don't count as dinner.

Hello hello hellllllllll o. Technically this blog should stop because Allison and I are no longer roommates. Because I killed her. Literally. ...but it will continue. "No use crying over spilled milk"

So, before Allison died, I went to her apartment because it was pride night. I've noticed for not being gay, we go an awful lot of gay clubbing. Wheird. But hey! It was okay this last time because it Was Pride Weekend. Annnyway it was a great time, a night of surprises if you will. During the tranny show/whatever you want to call it, Allison got raped by a girl in the middle of the crowd. Ahhh c'mon gay guys, just because you don't like girls doesn't mean you can let them rape each other! Manners!

No, she didn't Actually get raped, but my sources tell me there was a lot of face stroking... :/ Probably the girl couldn't get enough of her boobs.

• Side Note: ALWAYS assume people are writing statuses on your logged-in Facbook page. Poor Sarah.

I am a GREAT weehole (weehole = wing-ho = wing-woman. Don't ask why). Saige, Eden, Sarah, and Liz, however, are not. Now, I would have saved her from this traumatic experience, but I was busy with some stuff... Just so we're all on the same page here; it's still considered an empty stomach if you ate 2 packages of fruitsnacks for dinner. Who would've guessed? Not me. No worries, by the end of the night all was fine, sprained ankles and all.

Here's a question to ponder late at night: Why. WHY do all the hot guys have to be gay? Oh wait, because we were at a gay club. Maybe we should try REAL clubbing? Just a thought.

After DA club, there was a sleepover at Allison and Paige's. I'm still a little bitter I wasn't allowed to sleep in Paige's bed with her and her boyfriend. IT'S FINE. I guess it would've been kinda awkward anyway ...for them. Nope, instead Allison and I facebooked for quite a while, then chatted late into the night about deep things like philosophy, boobs, etc. What a Friday WHAT a Friday, my friends.

And that was Pride Weekend!!! Not counting Saturday or Sunday, which I have no more energy to write about. If you Really want to know, talk to Allison about it.

Ohhhh shit, YOU CAN'T because she's dead.