The problem with whiskey sours? They make me very, very sleepy. *yawns* And that was just one. I want another though.
Spent the day doing various things. Crossing fingers for T's dad, dying my hair [how exactly does one go from dark blonde to dying their hair strawberry blonde and having it turn out darker?], and playing numerous hands of Mah Jong. It's a good thing there were just two of us playing, considering neither of us is known for playing the normal hands. You'll be completely confused to know that the pretty curse lives on. One should always play a hand or two when it gets chilly. The only thing better is when it's really windy out. Then you simply must play and remember to whisper should you have to discard any of the winds. And then duck, because I'll deck you for getting rid of a wind, dragon, or the one bamboo unless I need them and can pick them up at the time. I will, I will. I'll cry and sob and go overly theatric if I have to be rid of one.
*curls up under her desk and sleeps the sleep of the whiskey soured*
Spent the day doing various things. Crossing fingers for T's dad, dying my hair [how exactly does one go from dark blonde to dying their hair strawberry blonde and having it turn out darker?], and playing numerous hands of Mah Jong. It's a good thing there were just two of us playing, considering neither of us is known for playing the normal hands. You'll be completely confused to know that the pretty curse lives on. One should always play a hand or two when it gets chilly. The only thing better is when it's really windy out. Then you simply must play and remember to whisper should you have to discard any of the winds. And then duck, because I'll deck you for getting rid of a wind, dragon, or the one bamboo unless I need them and can pick them up at the time. I will, I will. I'll cry and sob and go overly theatric if I have to be rid of one.
*curls up under her desk and sleeps the sleep of the whiskey soured*