Recovering

And if you've judged this post by it's cover, you were wrong. No, I'm not recovering from staying up until Five thirty last nights. I'm recovering from my little brother's friends spending the night. There were six of them in all, not including the four of us, and it. was. insane. They decided on a massive nerf gun steal the flag game. i played a bit, and (when the boys weren't screaming and yelling at each other for 'cheating' and such) it was really fun. Then we had ANOTHER party, the kids that I babysit. That was fun, and now we're off to the third... more on the parties later, but I have to go get ready.