Half Day, Peanut Butter, and Mia

Today the entire school district got a half day...Well, the students did at least. I got home at around 11:30, and did what any bored teenager does when they have nothing productive to do, besides watching TV. Yes, I went on my very crappy computer and talked online to people. Usually, I'm all over half days, I have something planned, or I just call someone up close by and go to their house, or to the Y. I JUST found out about the half day 2 days ago, and everybody had something planned, and none of the other school districts got half days...That I know of, so I was stuck at home, on the computer, listening to my iPod on repeat/shuffle for awhile until my sister got home decided she felt like she wanted to go online. Sometimes I get off before she asks, so she doesn't bother the crap out of me by asking, but today I didn't because she kept talking to me about how much she absolutely llllllluuuuuuuuuuvvvvvvvvssssssss her boyfriend[which by the way, she broke up with, then someone asked someone out, and now they're going back out again...all this in a 2 month period. If you read her myspace display name...or her buddy profile on aim- which by the way isn't very clean -...you'll get a laugh, I know I did. ahah] But anyway, I got offline, and slept for about 45 minutes until I was rudely awaken by my dogs barking, and my arm tucked behind my head, which was oddly numb. So while I was waking up my arm, my sisters cell rang, and she got offline to talk to guess who?...If you thought her boyfriend..YOU'RE RIGHT. So I went online, then had to get off and on various times for different reasons.

The one I'm going to talk about was when I was hungry and decided to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I get the bread...the peanut butter...spread the peanut butter on the bread...look for the jelly. NO jelly. I go to my second alternative, Honey. Alas, no honey. So since I was still hungry, I decided to have a peanut butter sandwich. Now as I'm getting to the point of this story, I think I should say this -> As some of you know, my sister is deathly allergic to Peanuts. Anything that has a peanut product in it, she can't have. So obviously, she can't have peanut butter...at least, I hope it's obvious. =P So, I'm walkin down the hallway with my peanut butter sandwich and she comes out of her room as I come by and, [as stupid as someone can get] she asks in utter shock,
"Is that for me? You're too kind!"
I'm like..."I wouldn't touch that."
She's like, "Why not?"
I say, "It's a peanut butter sandwich."
Her face turned PALE. No lie. Then this is what confuses me. This is what she said, "YOU WERE GOING TO GIVE ME A PEANUT BUTTER SANDWICH!? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, KILL ME?"....She called mom...complained...I got yelled at...I tried to defend myself, saying I had no reason to try and kill her today...That didn't go over well...and somehow in all of that I slammed my leg in a door...No, not through glass...and thankfully I didn't get into too much trouble ^_^

I just found out that she's coming to vertical on Wednesday as well...