If I said I liked girls, I'd only be half right.

"I had a pet doughnut for 5 years named Melvin. >_>" My mom accidentally threw it out, and when I questioned her, she said, 'It ran away...'"

OYAH.
The other day, I struck up a conversation about god with my family. I noticed a couple of mini magazine-thingies on the counter, and I said, "Yeah, where's god?" or something like that...

So, yeah, where's god?

My mother asked, "How was god created, anyway? Where did he come from?" My sister's explanation had something do with "god" being in another universe that isn't affected by time, which would mean that he just appeared or...something like that.

I said something like, "If you were to pray to, oh, let's say, Chinese food, (o3o There was Chinese food on the table.) for a raise at work, and the answer was 'some day' like god apparently says, and then some other day you got a raise, well, that's just coincidence."

And then we started talking about metaphysics. (Jeez. I bet no one's ever heard of a Mexican family talking about metaphysics and philosophers and whatnot. xD)

Metaphysics talks about the power of the mind and crap like that. (My sister referred to it as "Criss Angel shit". xD) My mother said that if you were to just believe that something would happen, then it would happen. Valerie said, "Well, then, I believe that Hiram's going to come upstairs in the next five seconds." And, uh, Hiram's my brother.

Me: "Go!" And then we stared at the door leading to the basement for five seconds, and my mother just laughed, saying that that wasn't what she meant.
So, I said, "Hiram's gonna come upstairs in the next five minutes. I believe it!"
Wouldn't you know that about three minutes later, my brother came strolling up the stairs. We all freaked out, and my brother was just smiling, kind of like Lolwhut? D

My brother got into the conversation, too.
He said that he believes you are your own god, and so does my mother. ("I tell myself that all the time!" he said when my mother mentioned being your own god.) And, somehow, the subject was dropped.

On another subject...
Flash is one fast bird. xD The name "Flash" suits him well. He's like a freakin' bullet. Even Rocko (the dog) can't catch him, and with all the running he does with Hiram, he's gotten pretty damn fast.
Whoot. o3o Go, Flash!
The yellow flash. >3