Making Up for lost time

I've never been confused for the roommate who is always home, sitting on the sofa, hording the TV remote, and never relenquishing control of the common living spaces. I am more of the mystery roommate, who people question whether or not I actually exist. It's not that in the last few years I haven't had great roommates, I just have a crazy schedule that I'm either not home, or asleep when everyone else is awake. That said, 2 years ago I lived with 2 great girls Emily and Shandy. However my schedule was so opposite Shandy's I believe we lived together 3 months before we actually had a real conversation. To say the least, we never became the best of friends. In the mean time, Emily has since moved to the arctic tundra we call Southeast Idaho and Shandy and I decided before winter hit we should visit her. It was a great trip. Shandy and I realized our car ride up and back was probably the most we've ever talked, and this trip was only the second time the 3 of us have all hung out together, and possibly the first time Shandy and I have spent any amount of time together. And it was so fun! On our long road trip there wasn't one space of awkward silence. We finally found out all the basics about each other. We lived together a year and I just found out last weekend where she was born and raised, and that we got our Associate's Degrees at the same college at the same time.

We spent the weekend eating, playing Beatle's Rock Band, watching movies, shopping, and lots of girl talk. Plus, it was fun to visit Idaho again. I've been in Utah so long I forgot I used to make fun of Idaho. Because where else when you go to Wal-mart instead of having the hair/nail salon at the front they have a fly fishing headquarters?