one of the better nights i've had in a while

my life is really, really full. full of some pretty fantastic people that will sit in sharis for three hours talking and laughing about everything and nothing at the same time. the best kind of nights are the ones that leave you with sore abs the next morning because you were laughing so hard for so long. i love that kind of laughter. malted waffles are probably my favorite thing to eat in the world. and apparently when i'm laughing really hard, i use my hands. sometimes we plan things poorly and take four cars for five people (oops); i was coming back from pullman, jenni met us after she got off work, julianne came late, and taylor came straight from his work. it just happened. and sometimes i say things too loudly in a restaurant that causes a noticeable lull in conversation until everyone erupts at the same exact time. i was talking about towels, okay.

sometimes, or always, my sister is my favorite person to spend my weekends, week nights, week days, and evenings out with. she's my favorite.