Friday, March 21, 2008


In college, I had a roommate who was deathly afraid of marshmallow peeps. I mean it; they scared the shit out of her. I think they're cute, but they taste like ass. Marhsmallows are fun to squeeze, but gross me out. I won't eat them. Nina, on the other hand, would jump at the sight of them. I have to admit that I didn't really take her phobia seriously, because, come on, they're marshmallows, for god's sake.

The second year we lived together, around Easter, I thought it would be funny to buy about two dozen little pink peeps and hide them all over our dorm room. I put them in her backpack; I put them in her underwear drawer; I put one in her hotpot; I even snuck one into the shower right before she jumped in. Poor Nina. She shrieked whenever she found one. I felt awful about it, and promised her that I'd find them all and get rid of them. Problem was, I had hidden all two dozen, and had forgotten where most of them were!

Those goddam peeps kept randomly popping up until the day we moved out, months later.



Blogger Letty Cruz said...

This comment has been removed by the author.

1:23 AM  
Blogger Linnaeus said...

Reminds me of a website called or something like that in which peeps were used in "science" experiments, with some pretty funny results.

8:33 AM  
Anonymous Olivia said...

It's hard to take strange phobias seriously. I used to know a girl who was a afraid of tumble weeds.

5:06 AM  

Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home


I'm a C-list Blogebrity
A Member of Bust's Girl Wide Web

< ? Redhead Blogs # >

Personal Blogs
Personal Blogs /body>