Because we really should. Instances from the weekend at Tahoe/Reno:
Sister: Look! A fair!
Me + Sister: <stares at cranes>
Me + Sister: ...
Me: Ahh! <points wildly at parked bus 25 ft away> The bus is coming to run us over!!
Sister: UWAAAAUGH!!
Me: ... Alyssa, are you drinking sugar?
Sister: ... yes.
Brother: <repeats EVERYTHING EVERYONE says>
At Tahoe, I:
- skipped rocks (badly)
- watched Invader ZIM (it's back on air! :O!!)
- fell while acting stupid with my sister, skinned my knee, ripped my jeans, got a minor blister on my left palm, and basically was a 6-year-old for 5 minutes >_< (Diane is obviously not fifteen)
- ate dinner at a Italian/Chinese restaurant called "Ciao Mein"
- spent 20 minutes trying to pick a dessert
- ate only half of said dessert
- spent 2 hours on a sugar high because of said dessert
- wasted money at sucky hotel arcade
- froze feet at The Lake
- exhausted self running in the sand
and
- slept lots
This is such an unhealthy way of talking to myself.
