My sister has friends over...

My sister has been down in the kitchen talking to her friends for quite a while. While I was down there, I heard something very... Well...

Sister- Okay, like, on Thanksgiving I was eating these nuts that mom was baking pies with. Walnuts or something...

Me- Pecans.

Sister- Oh, right! Ok, so anyway, I was eating them and they made my throat start hurting and itching, so I kept having to scratch my nuts--I MEAN MY THROAT!!

That was one if the best things I've heard all day. And I've heard a lot of epic things today. Like Meg and I trying to prove that the FMA universe actually exists. We have problems. Originally, the conversation started with us arguing with Ness about how much chicken we could make out of her arms with alchemy. Things quickly spiraled downward.
Overall, the first Madrigal performance was...SUUUUCK!!!!
It was so freaking chaotic that all of the Jazz I's were having anxiety attacks within the first five minutes. While the freaking Court just got to SIT THERE and act like they were better than us! One of the little 8@$+@rds called Meg a wench and pretty much said the Renaissance equivalent of "Go make me a sandwich, 8!+<#." And, to make matters worse, THEY RAN OUT OF FREAKING CHICKEN!!! So, yeah. People went without their food. While the Court was, again, being treated like the lords and ladies they were pretending to be.
Anyway, I am exhausted from this horrid evening and must rest.
Tomorrow I need to read 3/4s of a book for a book report that's due on Monday, and there's still another Hearkening. Fun times.

I'M A MOTHEREFFING BUTTERFLY!!!!!!!!

-Demy

Going to go type on IB, girlies. Calm your tits.
(Btw, I just said that because I knew it would make Meg squirm.)