Roommates at college

I had a roommate here at the beginning of the semester named David. He was a great guy. But he was getting a little behind on his homework and such, to the point where he decided to recoup his losses and move back home, and try again next semester. So he left. Well, he was the other man in my room here, so when I glanced into my room that afternoon, and saw the barren twin-sized bed, there was only one feasible option: Slide the two beds together, and have myself a king-sized bed. This would only last as long as David was in ownership of his contract; also, if he felt the desire to spend the night up in Logan, I would have to split my bed while he stayed. But, for the most part, the bed remained mine. The whole room was mine. Until about thirty minutes ago, that is...
There was a knock on the door. A.J. was asleep on the couch, so Robert (engaged to Kim, who lives in Apartment 37), William, and I were initially hesitant to holler the usual "Come in!" to invite the stranger into the apartment. But after a second, William and Robert issued the summoning greeting. There were no sounds on the other side of the door.
Again, they called, a little louder this time. Still nothing. So I, sitting at the computer, hop up, and walk to the door, and open it to our guests. This time, there were three people outside: Two gentlemen and a lady. They came in, and introductions were exchanged. Then they stated their purpose for the visit: One of the gentlemen (named Brandon) will be purchasing David's contract, and will be moving into the apartment in approximately a week.
I was none too excited to hear this statement. It was short-lived, my private-room experience, yet I suppose it is for the better. It is only to say that when i actually honestly come to sleep on a king-sized bed, it will be all the more rewarding. Also, I no longer see any need to purchase king-sized sheets for the bed; there were some fleece bedsheets available at the Wal-Mart here, but now there is an unmistakable answer to whether or not I should purchase the sheets..

September Eleventh

Here I am, on September Eleventh, two-thousand-eight, and I'm thoroughly enjoying my classes. Instead of Calculus, though, I got roped into taking Statistics 2300, and it's very good that I did; one of my roommates, William, is taking that class as well, so it will give him the advantage of availing himself of my help.
I'm converting a High-Definition copy of "The Hunt for Red October" to WMV format, to play on my XBox 360, streamed from my computer. I have a bunch of HDMI cables in the mail, so hopefully I can get my computer directly wired into the TV, to stream Hi-Def content right over. That'll sure be nice.