We all met up at my grandmother's house, and I ate so much dinner I couldn't even be force fed a single bite of Nana's banana pudding which is the best comfort food ever in the history of the world if you're name is Julianna and you live inside my body. Naturally I had to bring a giant bowl home with me because if you've ever been switched by your Nana you know you'd better do what she says.
Speaking of switches. If you are ever told (for the first and last time) to "go pick your switch" and you think a super thin long one won't hurt then you are a 9 year old crackhead just like I was. Yank up the whole tree and hand it over. Trust. There will be far less blood that way.
So last night I got home at the witching hour of 7:30, so full that I could hardly keep my eyes open. I snagged the furkids and a movie thinking I probably wouldn't last the whole way through.
And then THIS HAPPENED.
At 1am I was still laying there wide awake pretending to be a grown up who wasn't scared out of her ever lovin' mind. Kind of a short trip, but still. The crazy part is that I turned the movie off after the events following the first hypnotism.
The craziest part is that I am stupid tired after only getting 4 hours of sleep so I am now going to crawl back in bed and finish the movie and then (pretend to) take a nap. Right after I hit up some banana pudding.