Saturday, August 22, 2009

My One-hundred-and-ninety-third Post

Things my sister Martin has promised if I move in with her after I graduate (compiled by searching our chat history for the phrases "if you lived here," "if you lived with me," "if you moved to Phoenix," etc):

  • She will no longer be the de facto favorite sister/aunt just because she lives significantly closer to the family than I do.
  • She will watch any past, current, or future Terminator movies with me.
  • She will always have pie for me.
  • She will let me use her Blu-Ray player, giant TV, and StarGate Blu-Ray any time I want.
  • She will give me her laptop.
  • She will let me get a puppy or kitty.
  • She will let me make chicken noodle soup for her.
  • She will let me scare off her friends by alienating them with threatening text messages.
  • She will eat my baked goods.
  • She will bake me chocolate round cake, with strawberries in the middle.
  • She will expect me to keep cake in the house at all times.
  • She will make sure my birthday is way cooler than it has been in Provo (metaphorically, not temperature-wise).
  • She will buy me a couch that I can keep in her dining room.
  • She will not protect my stuffed squirrel army from her cats.
  • She will switch to a 2 bedroom apartment.
  • She will not allow any of my stuff out of my room because it will clash with her "pretty decor".
  • She will buy a fancy set of cookware.
  • She will share her pumpkin spice cake with me.
  • She will visit me from work.
  • She will let me live with her rent free if I kill any scorpions we encounter.
  • She will provide me with tortillas
  • She will write scary limericks on her food to warn me not to eat it.
  • She will provide me with peaches.
  • She will take me to the grocery store or, realistically, give me her car keys.
  • She will hide all the good food in her closet.
  • She will play with me except during homework time and actual work time. Mostly just for a few hours in the evening and on weekends.
  • She will support me / let me mooch off her.
  • She will never have to throw away her Australian liquorice.
  • She will let me eat ice cream for dinner every day.
  • She will help me conduct a controlled study to compare the ice cream experience of Provo with that of Phoenix.
  • She will feed me black beans, rice, chicken, salsa, corn, cheese, and sour cream.
  • She will have instant access to my DVD collection and vice versa.
Many of them involve food, which is fairly indicative of our relationship, I think. Some of these are incentives to move there, and some are deterrents. Some of them are bizarre and can not rightly be classified as a incentive or deterrent. Also, some are contradictory.

What do you think? Should I accept her proposal? Or wait and see what else she's willing to offer?

Friday, August 14, 2009

My One-hundred-and-ninety-second Post

So I dyed my hair blonde last night...



But I think something went wrong.