Thank God I'm back to normal! Being able to get things off of high shelves was great and all, but I missed not being able to fit into my Louboutins. Mommy missed you, yes she did!
Anyway, I think I'd rather take being however high in the air over being a boy! Although I think I might like it slightly warmer.
Oh, and food might be rationed, but this is still happening!
Um, Grif? When you have a moment, come find me. I'm in the lounge. I have some Oreos.
[ooc: Strikes are private to Grif. And Ned's clothes are neatly folded outside his door with a note that says "Thanks" and something else that was erased. Ladies, if you want to play out the sleepover, RSVP IC and let me know OOC when's good for you and whether you'd rather log or AIM.]