So. Last night was pretty fun, at Steve's. He is a good party-thrower and a fun guy, and my brownies and Alice's cookies turned out spectacularly, and Love Actually is a spectacular movie, and swimming is spectacularly fun and I am feeling a spectacular summer coming on. After coming back from there at like... 10ish, I had to wait for my dad to win a game of Spider Solitaire, so didn't get on until like 11 or 1130 lol, and you know what IM does to me, so it was a combination of crazy hyper fun times and horribly awful inner conflicts. *sigh* This morning I woke up bright and early and Dee came over at like 915 and we effed up the yeast. So she got to smell it twice, because I boiled the little yeasties to death the first time and then we only had 1 packet left so we had to have like... fake yeast. lol. And pretend we had enough. Jen came over about an hour later, right after Dee and I were about to call her but forgot her number at a convenient moment lol :x And then we all went crazy. Asha kept stealing Dee lol, to paint stuff and whatnot... And me n Jen got the blood flowing by playing ping pong and pretending we were at a Country Club lmao. Jen is crazy... Like her cooking show "Making Mistakes with Jen" or her life show I guess it is. "I'm bitter because I never got to make mistakes as a child and NOW IM TAKING IT OUT ON THE DOUGH!!" hahaha. Then we fit the four of us in the hammock and pretended it was one of those that was like 100 feet up in a tree haha... Then we beat the dough and then we had a water fight and it was crazy cuz we don't have water guns in my house haha, so we used water bottles and dead pool toys and the hose. And when Dee's mom came to pick her up she was like "I thought that was your little sister's." haha. So then we went back in the hammocks and split up cuz we decided being up in a tree with 3 people in a hammock was potentially dangerous so we sacrificed Jen and threw her into the other one lol. I hope her cat is ok... Then I just kinda hung around, watched Havana Nights, until we had to go to that flag day thing at Elk's. Which sucked. It was really really culty and Hitler/1984-y and I got scared. Like, nightmare scared. It was so horrible. And I rather dislike patriotic music. *sigh* And now... Back to that whole... inner unpinpointed emotional conflict thing. 3 more days of classes