The Diggs

It's late and I've not accomplished anything at all worth while tonight so I figured I should at least have something to show for the random thoughts that have been popping up into my mind on this frigid fall evening. Though it doesn't look amazing from an exterior view, our room is quite spectacular. We're right in there nudged in the inside nook of the right 'tower'-- haha sounds so fancy. Here are some shots of our room! 

I've already established that I live
here, in this gem of a building.
Constructed in 1980, it was built
quickly and inexpensively to house
the baby boomers generation of
students...

Knock knock on our door- this is what
you'll see.

Gustie's side- the "dark" side.
She's being studious.. definately
not just posing for this picture
 as I ordered that we clean
our room so that I could take
 pictures for my blog....

Up there (^) is my humble abode. Mama Deb (shout out to my mom- love you!) found these magnetic strips (one of the many Ikea purchases unearthed from the garage years later) that I've stuck to my wall so that I can hang pictures on the wall above my bed. That's what you see there. I've got some nice storage under my bed there from Ikea too (on the right) and compliments of GU on the left (you can hardly see it.) The first day I noticed my drawer was givin' me some trouble when I went to shut it and it took me about a month to discover that the track on which the drawer ran was not all the way screwed in. I called over our neighbor Jack (who has been laboring all night on this english paper and came up with a few sentences to show for it) who supplied me with a phillips head screw driver and I got 'er done! Woo! Girl power. Proud, ma?

Jack's writers block...
this is the makings of
three hours work

Birthday boy Scott!! Happy 20th!

Speaking of neighbors, neighbor Scott turns 20 today! In honor of this milestone in his life, I'm going to post a picture of him and say some nice things! Scott is a sophomore this year and lives in the "Doolstar" with Gusterz and I. He's such a kind soul, runs cross country, and loves his family! He embodies Mr. Rogers definition of a good neighbor. Ironic that, as I say this, I can hear him yapping outside of our door at 1:03 a.m.! Oh well it is his birthday.

It's way past my bedtime, and I think I'm secretly keeping Gustie up but she knows I love to blog so much that she isn't telling me to shut off the computer and go to sleep already!
More later,
Love Nat