Nov 22, 2012 21:35
Happy birthday to whoever's birthday it is today.
I fell in the snow. Hit some ice stepping onto the pavement and came down hard. I bit my tongue and tasted blood. Which made me feel a bit sick, but I'll survive. I'm not enjoying this snow too much. It's distracting enough my blocks keep slipping, things keep creeping in. I don't like it. Things people feel around here... some innocent, some not-so innocent. I don't need to know those things. I think tomorrow I'm going to get the longest extension cable I can find and take a hair-dryer to the snow. Melt it.
... Actually, I think I remember that my birthday-twin can juggle fire. Maybe if I ask nicely he'll flambé the snow for me?
(ooc: Strikes deleted.)