Friday, December 22, 2006

group blog numero 1

grace: hi fiona.
steph: look, we're blogging.
grace: together!
**kingsley stares blankly at computer screen as if to say, "you guys are freaks."**
grace: anyway. we're blogging from our kitchen today because we have found very kind neighbours to share their internet connection with us. i love the christmas season.
steph: is this illegal?
grace: no, don't worry about it.
steph: we found some mouldy bread this morning. it was disgusting. yeah. i threw it out suprisingly...
grace: we're having a hard time finishing our groceries without our three other lovely roommates around.
steph: we have three tonnes of capsicum.
grace: and by that she means PEPPERS... ugh, australians.
steph: don't diss my culture? ancestry? country!
grace: too late.
**kingsley sings along to random boyband song**
kingsley: that's NOT a boyband song! that's babyface's brother, kevin edmunds.
grace: so... anyway... we're waiting for tara to come and do bible study with us. we're happy we're meeting at home because we don't have to change and look decent.
kingsley: i'm cleaning the kitchen cuz the girls aren't doing it.
steph: that's a load of garbage. and he only cleaned his saucepan from last night this morning. harrumph.
grace: ooh! tara's here! by the way, fiona, i broke curfew last night. i went to a party. sandra made me do it. steph passed out from exhaustion.

**intermission for bible study and team meeting with tara**

steph: that's because i was awake at quarter to five in the morning and didn't get to sleep till 10:45.
grace: i compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
steph: we're listening to kiss from a rose by seal...
grace: and other quality 90s hits...
steph: like gangsta's paradise. which i had in my head for some reason. woot.
grace: well tara has come and gone. what a lovely lady.
kingsley: guys... guess what. i went to the movies last night. don't tell fiona.
steph: we know.
grace: we already know. you saw "rocky."
kingsley (perplexed): how'd you know? who told you??
grace: don't worry about it. we know everything. go back to cleaning the stove. :)
kingsley: "quit playing games with my heart... my heart... my heart... baby..."
steph: he didn't sing that, you big fat liar! quit editing our words grace!!
grace: :D so as you can tell now that fiona's gone everybody here has been trying to make us break curfew. we're going to eat now. this has been a taste of daily life in the ignite house. bye now!

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