that party last night was awful crazy... oh wait, there was none

Today was our last day of class.

To celebrate, we went to our last classes, took some tests, went to our last dance at the WILK for a while (unless we crash EFY this summer like we did back in '08), and now we're blogging.

On Saturday we found ourselves still in possession of Nick's couch. Right now that thing is on the first floor in the stairwell. Some girls down there seem quite taken with it. They read on it, give back massages to their boyfriends on it, and we think one of them might have slept on it for a night. We're not positive, though.

But we digress.

Saturday. We hauled the couch into the Frontier again, and took a mini vacation to beautiful Springville, Utah. We drove into the middle of nowhere, set up the couch, and took these pictures. And yes, one of them is our new title picture. We're not embarassed, just proud. It's some of our best self-timer work ever.

After we were done soaking up the rays, listening to John Denver, and getting in touch with our Roots (Kunta Kinte), we headed back to big city life in Provo.

We weren't quite ready to get back to the real world, though. So we stopped here.

It's called Brambles, and we promised the owner we'd give her a shout out. They had a lot of real crafty cool stuff. Brambles will probably be Lisa's first client when she busts into the advertising world.

That night we went to Humor U and a party we weren't technically invited to. We feel like we did them a favor, though.