Sep 07, 2006 18:01
It smells like autumn. Burned autumn. It makes me want to be outside. In a boat. On a hayride. In a tree. On a blanket in the grass.
In other news, I just scanned over my character sheet for Aryana Sendal, and I have just one thing to say:
"Was that JP3 or was I being raped?"
No, I lied:
"Are you going to go by yourself?!"
"No! With my axe!"
It was so long ago. I miss those guys. And I miss playing with them. Rob...you read this, I know you do. If we don't play over Christmas break I will murder you in your sleep.
weather,
friends,
d&d