Especially since it is almost one in the morning.
Saw "As You Like It" with eltea Saturday night, 'cause that's what all the cool kids are doing. It was really funny, and there were a lot of lines I loved.
Rosalind is your love's name?
I do not like her name.
There was no thought of pleasing you when she was
What stature is she of?
Just as high as my heart.
Then eltea and I stayed up unbearably late, by which I mean we tried to stay up unbearably late, and I pretty much passed out on the couch in her room at one in the morning and was insensible until ten hours later. I am THAT AWESOME. Had quite the crick in my neck this morning, but it miraculously disappeared.
Today we hung out some more and played Rock Band a little (I think I sucked less the first time...), and then I had to flee in order to go back to my house and take a shower (this was Shower 1 of the day, and involved becoming un-grimy because I am a hygiene freak; the second involved washing my hair), after which I went and hung out with a friend of mine who got her last chemo treatment today! *waves flag emphatically* It was very epic. She also had ninety-nine red balloons in her bedroom. I shit you not. I spent probably a good half an hour playing that keep-the-balloon-in-the-air game usually reserved to children under the age of FIVE, and then eventually I had to run off from there to babysit the kids across the street. These little boys are the same age as my half-brothers, so imagine my shock when they (a) weren't allowed to watch a vast variety of age-inappropriate movies, not that I could coax the DVD player into working anyway; (b) didn't try to kill each other every three minutes; (c) didn't take toys from each other and then throw hissy fits; and, perhaps most shocking of all, (d) actually allowed me to put them to bed at the right time and stayed there. WHAT? KIDS WITH DISCIPLINE?! o_o
I got seventy bucks for my four hours of honing my mothering instincts and then my subsequent two hours of sitting at their kitchen table attempting to entertain myself. Which included writing a small and pointless Sam and Adrian interlude that may suck way more than I think it does. It's all very hazy; I've been ready for bed for about four hours now. And still haven't gotten there. Hur hur hur.
LOOK, an absurd amount of utterly inconsequential information about my day!! *points*