And the way back was fun too. The great thing about having your own car is that you can blast music and not get yelled at. Katie and Julia were with me, and my neighbors were behind us, so they rolled down the windows and we blasted "Baby Got Back" and "Gay Boyfriend." Good times. Then we drove reeeeeeally slowly up our street until they tried to pass us, and we floored it. So much fun. And yesterday I drove my dad to pick up some rocks, and on the way back we were blasting "Material Girl" (and my dad was singing along, which was hilarious), and he rolled down the windows and waved to our neighbors. So much silliness!
Well, gotta go help set up for the barbeque. I hear one of my neighbors is bringing bean dip and making mixed drinks. Because drinking with my goofy neighbors should be interesting. Of course, I'll probably just end up getting drunk on caffeine (more iced tea, damn you! *falls over*), but that's ok. Right. I'm off. More later. Ninja vanish! *explodes into strawberry jam*