Friday, November 19, 2010

Creative Blossoms: Blogoversary Contest!

Creative Blossoms is celebrating its 2-year blogoversary--congratulations!--with a contest!

The Prizes:

Paranormalcy by Kiersten White
Evernight by Claudia Gray
Firelight by Sophie Jordan
Personal Demons by Lisa Desrochers

2 winners will be chosen.
The contest ends December 10th.

Check it out:  Blogoversary Contest



Friday, November 5, 2010

Zee Gigglah is back...

Yes, that's right.  Zee Gigglah is back.

If you don't know who Zee Gigglah is, allow me to explain:

Zee Gigglah is the boyfriend of the guy who lives in the apartment below me.

Now, I love my neighbor--you know, like that book says.  He's kind, considerate, and always concerned about the noise level in the building.

At the last house meeting, he approached me and my roommate to inquire about the music.  His music, that is.  You see, he like to play le musique: pop, techno, ethnic mix--he likes it all.  And sometimes, he likes it a little too much.  Like, ear-splitting, floor-rattling, oh-my-god-it's-an-earthquake! type of love.  So loud, in fact, that he can't even hear us politely banging on his door to complain.  But he is super apologetic about it, and immediately turns down the volume.  He's great!  It's nice to foster an environment where one can feel comfortable talking to one's neighbors.                

But he has this boyfriend...

Zee Gigglah.

For some reason, we never met him until the middle of the semester--or, more accurately, we never heard him until then.  Our neighbor's roommate, whom we've never met and who never comes to the house meetings, is silent as a ghost.  Actually, we didn't even know he existed until our neighbor mentioned him.  Apparently, he sleeps during the day and works at night until 5 or 6 in the morning.  Or...you know...when the sun comes up.

LIKE A GHOST!

He's a ghost, I'm sure of it.

Aaaaanyway...Zee Gigglah.

Zee Gigglah likes to giggle.  Like a little girl on crack.  Like a midget on helium.  It is so high-pitched and so prolongued that I fear his boyfriend is tickle-torturing him.

And unlike the music, I can't ask him to turn down the volume on his boyfriend.  Like, "Hey neighbor, think you could tune down the gigglin' in there...I'm sure it's some kind of fire code violation...hmmm...which one, you ask...oh, I don't know...all of them?"

Wait--do you hear that?

That's right...the sound of silence!

Zee Gigglah is probably taking a nap.  For now...

Stay tuned for the latest developments on the Zee Gigglah front.