The Castle Visit

Again, the content of this post shouldn't reach any of my parents, so Anya/Brian/Lindsay/Quinn/Lauren, if you're reading this, consider that your warning.

Anywho, last night was Sarahj's birthday party (the real Sarahj, not "Sarahj" who lives in Florence), and I wasn't sure what to expect. Sure enough, somehow it was decided that we all should go to Castle at 10 pm, because it was Sarahj's 18th and all. So for a good hour, we wandered around this "Super Store" and I can honestly say I have never heard of some of the things I saw there. It was quite a laugh reading some of the titles of the movies aloud. You'd have to ask Kyle which were the top three, because: a) I can't remember, and b) if I could, I wouldn't post them anyway. But seeing Tim in skintight (or what were supposed to be skintight... they were a bit loose and unflattering on his skinny frame) vinyl leopard-print tapered pants. Who in their right mind would actually purchase those, I don't know, but they were definitely some of the most entertaining things in that half of the store.

Today has been much less exciting. I'm sitting here, eating a delicious fudgecicle (i'm not sure how to spell that, but you get the idea), and debating over watching SNL or CSI. CSI wins. I love this- sitting around doing nothing, with no children whining at me, or beating eachother, or me... I could get used to this. -sigh- oh well... Cheers for now!

---Meghan