PILLOW FIGHT!!!!

Okay, it's not really a misadventure or even a post with pics... but my sister is the most awesome little sister in the world and world needs to know!

So today I went with Viet to get some Super Taqueria burritos. I got myself a Super Giant Burrito with carne asada and a large cup of Horchata. Now I'm no mathematician, but I do know that Super Giant Burrito + Horchata = FOOD COMA. There is no escape from this law of nature just like there is no escape from the laws of physics that govern our existence.

In any case... when I got home I tried to stay awake as long as possible but I could not restrain myself... so I fell asleep on my sister's bed since it's got the warmest blankets and the most comfortable frame. Not to mention, it's my sister's bed and I knew she'd get mad if I slept in it... so it was the only natural choice.

Thing was, I woke up about 1 1/2 hours later in a very bad position. Here is something you all must know. I've been working hard on trying to stop it, but I typically sleep on my stomach and as a result... my face ends up in the pillow. Most of the time I'm pretty good about keeping my mouth closed... but when it stays open, I can drool quite a bit.

So here's the dilemma I faced. I just committed the terrible crime of sleeping on my sister's bed and to add to my troubles, I left behind evidence of my stay. The obvious course of action was to quickly clean up and flip the pillow over, hoping nothing would happen.

Unfortunately, it was rather cold in the house (we don't turn on the heat all that often) so I took one of my sister's blankets. When she came home about 2 hours later I opened the door for her, with her blanket still draped over my shoulders. Here's how the conversation went:

"Hi Vivi."
"Hi Paul... Hey isn't that my blanket?"
"Hi Vivi..."
"PAUL DID YOU SLEEP IN MY BED?"
"Hi Vivi... heh... heh..."
"PAUL YOU KNOCKED OVER SOME STUFFED ANIMALS AND DIDN'T EVEN CLEAN UP!"
"Hi Vivi?"
"PAUL YOU DIDN'T EVEN TRY TO MAKE THE BED DID YOU?"
"... hi vivi..."

That's when she started to look at the pillow and I started thinking nervously, "Why is she even looking at that thing? Stop stop stop!!!"

For some odd reason, she flipped the pillow and found... the evidence...

"PAUL DID YOU DROOL ON MY PILLOW?"
"Hi Vivi :c"
"YOU DID YOU DID DROOL ON IT!!!!!"

That was about the time I decided to cut my losses and ran for broke. I quickly ran down the hall and bunched up in a corner but unfortunately, there isn't too many places to run in a house so she eventually overtook me and proceeded to beat me down with the very same pillow I drooled all over. The whole time I could think of only one thing...

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooOOOOOO!!!!"

But yes, believe it or not... that is practically a typical exchange between my sister and I. Isn't she awesome? :D