But You Showered Yesterday!

First of all, I was reading my posts from when I was at BYU--I was funny. And smart-sounding. Daaaaang. I miss college.

Yesterday, I made my now-seven-year-old brother some lunch, and told him I was gonna go take a shower, and for him not to yell at stuff. He looked up, wide-eyed and shocked.

"Wait! But you showered yesterday!"

Had a difficult time keepin' it together after that. I tried to explain that when you get older, you shower every day. He came to the conclusion that what I was trying to explain is that kids shower at night, and grown-ups shower during the day. So he was close. :D

Also, I went on a maybe-not-date with my favorite month, ever! Comedy show. PRICEless. Kind of literally. Dwight had extra tickets. He's such an awesome friend. My favorite act was a girl named Abby. She talked about how people get all this random plastic surgery, when really, they should just copy the marsupials and get a pouch. Then she could be the instant ruler of a nudest colony, because the one thing they probably miss the most is pockets. "Woo-hoo! I'm free! ...Aw man, where'm'I gonna put my keys?"

"I could hold 'em for ya. Right here. In my pouch. Safe as a baby kangaroo."

Pants were peed that night. For sure.