VLOG

i don't feel wordy.

I was doing all this....

 my room is small. buried just inside hannah's room.

i am the intruder.

this is our apartment....bits and pieces anyway.

d r e a m e r s

cutting, drawing, typing, and painting.

sitting, eating, laughing, and talking.

welcome to our lives! 

claire has spent a solid 2 hours cutting matt board. she keeps shouting, "cotton-picken, chicken-plugger!"

i, on the other hand, am consuming a large amount of chocolate. 

we are currently obsessed with the following tv shows:

• world of jenks
• the buried life
• jersey shore (i just started watching it. i really enjoy it and i am ashamed)
• the office
• glee (that's just me..for some reason claire hates it)

agog!

fargo: current time, 6:17. 

48 degrees with a chance of rain.

Hannah, 19. graphic design. eats a lot of chicken nuggets, and whatever claire will make me. realized i love dr. pepper this semester. i want a kitten to move in with us. i want a new car. working on campus, dying to create some electric art. 

hair is a little longer now. thinkin it'll grow out.

Claire, 19. photography thing. surprisingly, i'm able to touch raw chicken breasts without a second thought, without a first thought even, so i got the cooking skills starting to form for me. but i still haven't broaden the food eating horizon, drinkin a lot of mountain dew. workin on campus and my own stuff. ready for something i guess.

hairs a little longer now, pretty much lookin the same.

word:

agog

  \ uh-GOG \  , adjective;

1. Full of excitement or interest; in eager desire; eager, keen.

we're back!

HI!

So, we kinda disappeared there for awhile but we feel like coming back. Can't believe we almost let it go. We're still the same people, different location. I guess you'll just have to keep an eye out for what develops.

We woke up at around noon this last Saturday and hit the shops. We went to sell some clothes, then used all that money for new goodies. We bought these outfits for a dance party...Here's how that night went...

All Dressed Up and Nowhere To Go.

"Claire! We have to take pictures!"

"Uhh, I know, I'm coming."

"Okay! I'm ready for ya!!!"

We set up the self timer, balancing it on our tv. We just moved in to the new place so the walls are still pretty bare. We struck pose after pose, giggling and wiggling. The plan was to go to the Hub for an 18+ dance party. But when we got there the guards were pretty mean and were telling us there was a concert starting instead, and it would cost two more dollars that neither of us had. (poor college kids). They mentioned the 18+ would start at 12am. Well, it was only 11pm, so we just sat in my almost-on-empty car. A friend met up with us and we chatted for a long 60 minutes. Now, someone had to go check if it was cool for us to go in yet. Rock, Paper, Scissors. Hannah lost. But, being the provider I am, I went in. The guards were surprisingly much nicer to me alone...They said I could get in for $5.00. But only me, and the offer lasted for only twenty seconds. "Well boys, I can't ditch my friends, guess I'll see ya another night."  They seemed sad to see me go. Back to the car. We ventured to a friend's party. And were there for a good portion of the night when I got a call from my buddy Matt. He was previously attending the party, but mysteriously disappeared. I guess he was roaming around outside the streets of Fargo, disoriented and scared. He said, "I think the cops are coming. I don't know where I am." I grabbed Hannah and our friend and we ditched those crazy partier's. (We were above the influence). Hannah called Matt to try to figure out where he could have run off too. Finally we got to him, he, by the way, was under thee influence, drowning in the influence. "But guys, I'm really glad you picked me up. I was so scared." "Like a G-6." "Now, how would you spell 'just'?" "You guys better not be giving me anything illegal." Those were just a few of his wonderful mumblings. We decided to take him to our house to sleep for the night. It was a small class reunion. We really missed him. This is a very long post as is. So I'll leave you with a very abrupt ending.

Promise we won't flake out on you again...in the near future at least,

now faithfully yours,

claire, hannah.

the once over - day eight

"Exhale."
"Do me a solid."

Mighty Monday

There it is folks! We will be fulfilling that dare sometime this week. Pictures/movies to come.

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Time to enter your dares again!

We will put all the dares in our box and pick one out. The one we pick out we must attempt to do. Next week we will post all about it.

You request it, we do it.

Keep in mind we are college kids so nothing too expensive or harmful.