good times
Hey, I took Spanish in 9th grade instead of French, but I've already learned a saying they have down here: Laissez les bon temps rouler! It means let the good times roll. I can really get into that after all the Hellmouth-y badness we left behind in Sunnydale.
Astrid and I spent almost the whole day Saturday shopping. It beats the heck out of going to the mall. We poked around the French Market for absolutely ages, wandered through Jax Brewery and finished up at Marie Laveau's House of Voodoo. We both bought the neatest voodoo masks ever. I hung mine up on my wall next to my desk.
I think I'm finally getting used to this place. Maybe that's why I'm suddenly less angsty and bitchy. It was like a constant PMS bender for a while there. But you know, school's going good, Astrid and I are hanging out together a lot, I'm down with the whole Buffy and Giles thing, and nothing too wonk has happened around the warehouse lately.
It's good. Now to bed. School tomorrow.
Astrid and I spent almost the whole day Saturday shopping. It beats the heck out of going to the mall. We poked around the French Market for absolutely ages, wandered through Jax Brewery and finished up at Marie Laveau's House of Voodoo. We both bought the neatest voodoo masks ever. I hung mine up on my wall next to my desk.
I think I'm finally getting used to this place. Maybe that's why I'm suddenly less angsty and bitchy. It was like a constant PMS bender for a while there. But you know, school's going good, Astrid and I are hanging out together a lot, I'm down with the whole Buffy and Giles thing, and nothing too wonk has happened around the warehouse lately.
It's good. Now to bed. School tomorrow.