Can't wait for later when I can retreat to my room, I'm feeling antisocial and there aren't any relatives here that I'm particularly close to.
Oh well, I'll probably be yelled at in a minute to continue helping.
Oh, that reminds me. I've been helping clean and cook all day and my brother comes in and says 'set the table'. Never mind the fact that my brother didn't do anything but pick strawberries up, and not the kind we liked. We wanted strawberries from a guy on the corner, he went to Ralphs. He's such a chauvinistic pig.