We'll wear our matching dinosaur shirts around town and people will think we're dating

Good news. Ally's done with finals.

It took a couple of all-nighters, but it was worth it.
While the all-nighters did provide some extra hours for exam preparation, that's not what made them worth it. Rather, it was the opportunity to observe some great Lisa moments.

For example: Around 3:00 am this morning, Lisa began unconsciously talking to Ally. It was mostly mumbling and laughter, but the words Ally could distinguish were "best post ever."

We hope one day Lisa remembers what it is that would make the "best post ever" for this blog. We'll let you know if and when that happens.

And to think, this moment would have been lost if Ally had remembered she had a final at 7:00 am on April 20th all along and planned accordingly.

That's Lisa sleeping early this morning when Ally returned from her final. Funny, huh.

Because Ally has turned nocturnal, Lisa has gotten to see some priceless moments from her as well. For example:

Ally woke up very suddenly, looked out the window and said, "Where are the jump ropers??" Lisa replied with a profound, "What?" to which Ally said, "You told me there were people jump roping out there...You're stupid, Lisa." and fell asleep again for another two hours.

We're really going to miss moments like this.

Two more DJ girls checked out tonight.

Lisa

and

Morgan.

RIP

We liked how Lisa got up early every day and sometimes left treats by our door anonymously. We always knew it was her, though, and we greatly appreciated it.

We liked a lot of things about Morgan, but two new things we learned tonight was that she covered up some marks on her wall with White-Out and she just bought that BYU sweatshirt she's wearing at the bookstore. That's cool.

Finally, the ugly couch is gone. We didn't do anything to it. We just walked downstairs one day and it wasn't there. Bottom line, someone came and took it without our consent. We've learned that if you need to get rid of something just leave it in the stair well long enough. We hope that the first floor girls are handling it okay. We also hope that the couch has gone to a better place, wherever that is.