Riding Jessica?

Somehow that title seems unfit, but I can't think of any other way to word it right now.

• Julina's house: NOT THERE. Knocked, rang, looked over the fence, called landline... Unfortunately, the girl had school today. GRT TIMING, MITTY. xD
• Taco Bell: MEXICAN CRAVINGS SATISFIED. It is impossible to eat a taco cleanly w/o spilling anything, so might as well pig out, Jessica.
• Jessica's place: POTENTIAL FOR FORT-BUILDING, BUT NOOO... & YES, her sis eats slower than I do--FINALLY SOMEBODY WHO EATS SLOWER THAN I DO!

Omg, standing while she bikes = legs hurt, but I shouldn't be complaining since I wasn't the one biking... HEY, I TRIED (ROFL, at the busiest place where eeryone stared at us like craycray) but it's not my fault I lack balance! x_O" Three times the charm, not even. Fell over all three times. OH WELL, ONE DAY, WHEN I GET A COOLBEANS ORANGE TITANIUM (=STABLER) BIKE, I SHALL BE YOUR CHAUFFEUR IN RETURN.

Um, lots and lots of laughing = wiggling (SHE WIGGLED MORE THAN I DID. xD PAS MON FAUT!) = wobbly = more laughing = fast/slow = more wiggling... and well, you get it, but we got home safe and sound. :D Thank God for her.

What else, what else... hah, who needs to drive a car when I got my partner-in-crime on a bike?
I mean this in the lovingest way. xD