Me: Hey, Weren't You Going To Take A Shower Today?

I've had more strawberry lemonade in the past few days than I've ever had in my entire life, and honestly, I think I have a new favorite drink.

Online interaction I had that makes me smile for some reson:

"Does that mean there's a very killable child in the area?"

"Oh, damn. You're right....."

I'm cleaning rocks and watching GTLive. I'm not sure how I expected my day to go, but this is not it.

My dad just called me into his room. I was sure I was in trouble, like majorly-screwed-grounded-till-collage kind of trouble. When I walked into the room, he handed me a full pint of key-lime ice-cream with barely a spoonful taken out of it.

I would say I'm surprised, but this is honestly like the twentieth time he's done this.

I need to stop being to paranoid.

Conversation I just overheard my siblings having in the living room:

Older sister: The police are after me!

Older brother: Are you a taxi driver?

Older sister: Yes!

Older brother: Why are they after you?

Older sister: I was speeding!

Older brother: Is there a child in your car!?

Older sister: Yes!

Older brother: Pull over!

Older sister: No way!

I was heading upstairs for the night when I walked past my parents' bedroom. I have no idea what they're watching, but someone on the tv said, "You can do great things, but you don't have to sell your soul."

Now, many things went through my head in that moment, but somehow, as I was ascending the dark stairwell in the middle of the night, I whispered, "But it's free real estate."

I'm just disappointed I didn't accidently scare anyone.

Me and my siblings are planning on rewatching My Street this summer in preparation for season seven coming in the fall. We get extremely busy during the summer and almost never interact during the day, so they've asked me to calculate the time it will take to watch it so we can fit it into our schedules.

The kidneys connected to the egg bone.

The egg bones connected to the flip phone.

The flip phones connected to the trombone.

The trombones connected to the mouth stones.

The mouth stones connected to the red cloak.

The red cloaks connected to the leg room.

The leg rooms connected to the lawsuit.

The lawsuits connected to the bomb soot.

The bomb soots connected to the *shoots gun twice*

And these are the months of the year!

*claps hands twice like in if you're happy and you know it*

Just got back from the void. I got you a rock.

Now presenting, my little sister:

"Are you done with life- Oh, a tomato!"

*Picks up tomato and sniffs once before biting into it like an apple*

"This needs to be washed."