Roommates are...

Good, first and foremost. I love my roomie, she is wonderful to me. We had dinner this afternoon at Ruby Tuesday. She had never been there before but we enjoyed it quite a bit. Even had dessert (chocolate cake...yum). Then she came here to meet the kitty. She also adopted a kitty over the summer, named it Sweet Potato. That poor dear, she really can't help being a cute Texan sometimes (her other orange cats are Pumpkin and Squash). I really wonder what kind of complex 'interesting' names give the recipient(s). 
Finally, we went shopping for food (we can buy beer now, an interesting revelation) and watched Michael Phelps make history. I knit my requisite six rows, and did some more repairs resulting from my slight brain-deadness today. Life is good. 
Roommates are also thoughtful, funny, fun-loving (she invented a new sport: Olympic beanbag tumbling), and generous (Bob the aloe plant is back, flourishing, and has a Bob-let). 
School starts in a week. I'm looking forward to it, as always at the end of summer. Change and busyness are good things hand in hand.

Allons-y!
Greeny