Forgotten Memories

So in all the excitement of the weekend, I forgot to mention that something interesting actually happened here in Ephraim.  Can you believe it?

I sure can't.

As many of you know, there was fire in my apartment building about a month or so ago.  The details are sketchy, but this is how it went down.

I was in my room with my roommate Karli Goodman.  We were just minding our own business on our respective computers when I thought I heard the distant sounds of fire alarms.  Now fire alarms are not that uncommon in my dorm.  Turns out most people don't know how to cook when they first move out and manage to burn a lot of stuff.  As a result I turned to Karli and said;

"Is that what I think it is?"

She sat there for a moment and nodded saying; "Yeah.  But it's not the fire alarm that we have to worry about."

Seconds later, the alarms in the hallway went off and we had to quickly get out.  Once in the hallway I was surprised to see it covered in smoke and of course raced outside.

The rest of the story is pretty simple, the firetrucks arrived, we were kept out of the apartment for over an hour, I didn't get some homework done, and the girls who set their room on fire were moved down the hall.

Now for the interesting part.

The Student Housing Office has finally decided that they need to gut and replace everything in that room. As a result men in Hazmat suits have been going in and out of the room directly across the hall from ours.  They also placed a large, extremely visible and nerve wracking sign on the door.

Special Thanks to Karli Goodman for supplying the photo.

Yeah.  Really fills you with confidence huh?

At any rate, our dorm once again smells awful (according to my roommate at least.  I can't smell anything right now) and all of this just to fix one apartment room while the rest of the building is falling into disrepair.  So I ask you, readers, how would you like to be in my shoes?