My sister was in a car accident. She works at the Universal Orlando Halloween Horror Nights and gets off work at 2 am by which time she is exhausted and carpools so that she doesn't fall asleep at the wheel. She does however have to drive from the carpool spot to home and she fell asleep while driving and ended up losing control and smashing into a couple cars at a car dealership. She's perfectly fine physically, but she called me at 4:30 because she thought I'd be up, which I wasn't, but my phone is always on.
So it is now 5 am and I am more awake than my sister, who was so tired she decided to fall asleep in her smashed-up car until the cops get there. I don't know what to do with myself because I don't really think I can fall back asleep for a while. I guess I'll read some DeanCas. Maybe write a drabble or two. Who knows.
Oh, maybe I'll work on the cover art for the next Andrea^2 mix. Or my Fusion Challange art piece. I'm doing a manip, but it's fighting me like a mean manip. Bah.
In other news, I had a fun night out with my friends tonight. Or rather, uh, last night? Whatever. Andie, Tyler, Alexis and I went iceskating and then had dinner/dessert at Chile's (or is it Chilie's?). Iceskating was super fun, although my ankles sort of gave up after an hour and a half or so. Ty and I both fell once; Ty tripped over her skate laces and I... I'm not exactly sure how I fell. I'm pretty sure we were just standing near the edge and I... fell. Who knows. The iceskating did give birth to plot, or rather, fluff bunnies which, as previouly stated, I may be writing tonight. Or, uh, this morning.
Random note: I have mosquito bites EVERYWHERE from working the Drama Society booth at my school's Homecoming Carnival the other night and they ITCH. Gah! There is one on my ring finger and some on my arms and a whole bunch on my legs and one on my back. Ugh. I will never wear shorts at night AGAIN. On the plus side, I have prettypretty henna tattoos. :D
Back to mah stor-ray. After we physically dragged Tyler out of the iceskating rink (NOT EVEN JOKING. Alexis PICKED HER UP and CARRIED HER OUT.) we headed to Chile's (who gives a fuck how it's spelled) and proceeded to order off the kid's and dessert menus and act completely DRUNK. (I really like to put random words IN CAPITAL LETTERS instead of italisizing or bolding them. It is MORE FUN.) So we left the waittress a fairly large (and by "fairly large" I mean HUGE) tip for our lovely waitress, who happened to serve us the last time we were there and acting soberly drunk. Or high. WHATEVER. ........ CAPSLOOOOOOOOOCK.
So yeah. That was fun.
Oh my gosh. This is an honest-to-God BLOG. How crazy is THAT?
BAH. I just discovered ANOTHER mosquito bite near MY EAR. Boo on THAT. BOO, I SAY.
Hehehehe. CapsLock is so much fun.
"*coughcough*" says my (maybe) asleep mother. My parents are sick. Randomly-brain-related: I had to clean my room today, er, yesterday, before I could go out. Which, you know, SUCKED. It sucked ASS. It sucked ass with TONGUE. ....... Sorry. That was from a fic I read. I couldn't help myself. ...... Anyway. It sucked. My room was REALLY messy. But now it is not, so I guess that's cool. I wonder if any of this will make since when I wake up tomorrow. WHO KNOWS. Unfortunately, I was supposed to have a date/movie night with my girlfriend, but the iceskating rink opened at 7:30 pm, so I was hoping to have out date night earlier, but I had to clean my room, and since it was so messy and I have ADD, it took me basically all day to clean it and thus we could not have our date night and my girlfriend sounded very disappointed which made me feel sad and guilty, but we are going to reschedule it for later this weekend, maybe today, so I do not feel so guilty anymore and holy crap this is a long run-on sentence, I think my crazy English teacher would bash me over the head with that heavy-looking mirror she has hung in the corner of her classroom if she ever read this blog. Whoo. I need a breather. (From.... typing.........) Hehehe. BLOG. That is really amusing at oh look it's 5:30 in the morning.
I could go on forever. I really could.
Post Script: I'm not even doing to spell check this. Oooh, I'm so DARING.
Post Post Script: If only I was rugged and handsome. Sigh.
Post Post Post Script: Bobby from my mood is telling me "OH BOO HOO!!!"
Post Post Post Post Script: You just wish you were as rugged and handsome as Dean.
Post Post Post Post Post Script: I'm sorry Bobby. I didn't mean it. I ♥ you.
Post Post Post Post Post Post Script: Title is sort of an inside joke that I'm not even going to bother explaining and the Cas in my icon is sighing because I'm am SO FUCKING CRAZY. That is all.