I have lived with 17 different people since leaving for college back in 2004. 17 is a large number. In my years as what-feels-like a professional roommate, I have learned a lot. I have met some lovely people and some not-so-lovely people. I’ve had some wonderful experiences and some unexpected experiences. I’ve done some growing up. . . some. I might even have begun to understood what is important when living with people. But if nothing else, having roommates cycle through my life has provided me with moments of sheer ridiculousness. I have decided to share them, in all their limited artistic glory, just because they happened. To me. Which is pretty darn wild. SO, with a complete lack of chronological order, it begins.
Cakey Hankerson: Great Adventures 
This is Amazing. Also, which one am I? Hahah 😉
Haha, it’s telling about my “art” that nobody can ever pick themselves out. . . recognize anybody else, though?
A few, actually!! I have suspicions on which one I am, too. 🙂