Last night I tried and failed. And when I finally went to sleep at 5 AM a SPIDER FELL ON ME right as I was turning the light out and Leah had to save me. Needless to say the adrenaline didn't help and then every thing I felt was a spider and *cries* Sleep cycles suck. As do spiders. Bad surprise, bad surprise!
But apparently in my long skirt, tank top, and two braids I look like a folk singer. Especially when I play my blue guitar. So yay?
And today we were shopping, we amused the crap out of this guy and his wife because the LFoD is full of hilarious people. It was pretty awesome.
The amount of wine I have in me right now, you could bottle it. But that would be weird to re-sell wine. Stingy people.
I said nothing about Saint Patrick!
...aw man! ;)