The Crying Girl Position for Yoga

So today was pretty ok. I woke up said "laters" to my PAY-rents and watched some MadTV then Joshua called me to ask if I wanted to go to lunch with him and Andrew at Casa de Paradiso. I said yes, even though I wasn't hungry because I like both of them and I wanted/needed to hang out with people and get out of the house. Sooooo...we went there and I saw B.W. (I didn't know he worked there!!) and he was all nice and asked me how my break was going and we did the small talk thing for a minute, which I'm usually rather unsupportive of, but it was B.W. and I loves him so I did some small talk. Then we went to Joshua's house to collect his kid and we scooched over to the park for some swinging/picnic-table sitting and some talking. Then I drove Andrew home, I hate his directions because he took me the "round-about" way which took like 20 mins and I wanted to shoot him, because he volunteered me to. Then I finally got home and called my buddy Dani and told her that we were having a mac'n'cheese and THE LITTLE MERMAID party in a half hour and that she better get her cah-boose over to my house pronto or this girl was going to flip a lumberjack biscuit. She promptly arrived half an hour later and we proceeded to eat the mac and watch the movie and have a good ole time. Then she left and I cleaned my closet like there was no tomorrow and left for bells. There were no bells. Of course not. And its obviously too much for a particular individual to call someone to let them know that there aren't any bells. Sooo I went to the Monday-Thursday church service and it was weird: 1) because it was super short and 2) because they stripped the alter so it was all nekked. It was cool though. Then I did some yoga in Joshua's driveway and leaked a few tears because I'm a lame-o wimpster. And then I came home to make brownies and watch Lost with my mama and daddy. And now I'm doing this and I'm tired so I'm going to bed. And I just wrote this whole thing like I was thinking it. Go me.