Saturday, November 27, 2010

First Night

Naturally we have a backlog of--until now--undocumented nocturnal hijinks. Far too many to compress into a single post. In today's post I'll mention only a tiny bit of background info.

First, I tend to go to bed after Amy. I'm a student (who is smart enough to know I'll never get up in time for an 8 am) and she works full time. Often her schedule requires her to wake up at four or five in the morning to get ready so this is pretty routine for us. What is noteworthy, however, is that even our subconsciouses are on opposite internal clocks of annoyance. Without fail, it will be between the time I crawl in bed and fall asleep that Amy rolls over/shoves her stuffed bear in my face/tries to steal my pillow. Equally as consistent is my ability to perfectly place myself to annoy Amy the second she wakes up in the morning. Apparently I am a cuddly sleeper.

I suppose the best place to start is the beginning.

My name is Ashley and I am the Curator here. I first met Amy when we were both Freshmen at Cottey College in Nevada, MO. Anyone who has any knowledge of Cottey knows what a bonding experience just attending together is, and the two of us were in the same suite. We went through a lot at that school but, as I predicted, we lost contact after graduation. Surely it was just one of those things--neither of us is any good at maintaining long distance friendships. After more hardships and soul searching while separated, I suddenly got a call from Switzerland this past Spring to catch up. Though we had spoken a few times in between, something unnameable had changed. Daily Amy-time was like a drug. When she joked that she would move down to Hawai'i in order to be my roommate, I said that sounded like a great idea. As they say, "The rest is history."

A habit of ours is to meticulously analyze and compare our personalities. Some people party; we do this. We've often joked that we should let some local filmmaker document our lives together. Not that that would ever happen--it took us this long to even do this! This blog will have two purposes: to document these comparisons and to share the funny and often strange nocturnal habits we notice. Because whythef**knot?