Celebrate, for the (Nice-ish) Witch Has Exploded!

It's Thanksgiving and I'm at my brother's apartment to eat. I finished a little while ago and stole Sean's computer from the clutches of my sister. It was a gran battle to be sure, but she exploded. So I win. Yay. (Andrea here, I DID NOT EXPLODE. PATRICK IS FULL OF POOP! okie dokie? so I win)

Anyway, today Andrea and I trekked to EPCOT, but we were only able to ride a couple of rides. We walked around the pavilions, and Andrea purchased a new necklace, and we got a magnet with the word GERMANY printed on it. I, for a change, got something, and it was a keychain with FRANCE on it. When I get some car keys, I have something cool to attack them to along with my house key.

On Sunday I once again helped with the eco club habitat thing, and Lauren almost impaled herself on a nail. Luckily for her, it landed in between her toes (if it had actually pierced her, she would have been screaming so, so much louder).

I really wanted to rant about something, but I've forgotten what it was. Oh, well.

Oh, and everone can stop freaking out. Andrea didn't really explode. So no one sue me about horrible maltreatment of my sibling. (Plus, it wouldn't have been my fault. If Andrea just randomly felt like performing some form of spontaneous combustion, it was by no action of mine.)