A few days ago, a couple of my friends came to my mom's house to visit. The occurrences therein consisted of: figuring out how to drive my mom's car at night in the rain, fast food adventures, realizing that the emergency brake had suddenly decided to work and then stop again, hawt pr0nz, tamales, wasting time with Super Smash Brothers, blowing eggs, crazy sleep speak, uncomfortable sleep positions which resulted in little to no actual sleep, sitting on tea, drowning in clothes, waiting for Dustin to go to his friend's house to get the keys to his own house, gay dogs who hit their head on chairs, being invaded by an army of ants, watching mah gays kill said ants, major redecorating, sleeping next to a snake, listening to music through a tiger's head, going out to dinner with other friends and making fools out of the world, and the spilling of FOUR beverages over the course of that 24 hour period (by me. Yes, I know).
I also talked to someone today (who I'd met a few times before), and found out that I may have more immediately in common with this person than anyone I've ever met, which is awesome.
Oh, and my grades don't suck too much! Yay!