elanya

Well.

I am still sore. I was also tired but I slept from about seven until nine thirty. One thing that I didn't predict was that after two washings (lather, rince, repeat. Always repeat.) my hair *still* smells like smoke :(

I think it is because when I went to the pub for the game last night, it was still a bit damp, and I had used this weird leave-in conditioner. On the other hand, it wasn't nearly as bad to brush as I thought it might be, considering all the hair waving and head thrashing I engaged in later on... Miao!

And now I am about to play Longpig's online changeling game. Yaaaaay! We are just waiting for one person in order to start. I play the laziest Eshu ever. His name is Jamal Samuel Wyclef barnes. His mother is Haitian and his dad is a rich American from Miami. Jamal has a cool boat called the prism, which, well, rules. He is also, apparently, a reincarnation of some sort of ancient hero type. As is another of my Changeling characters in another game, hmmm...

And in other news, further proof that Longpig and I share a psychic link, I was going to suggest that dishes solution to her myself :o

Anyway, that is about it for me at the moment...