[Korethael]
It's still chilly, and every other day the wind is blowing out of the north. But it's weakening, and I can see signs of spring, especially in Mulgore. It's so lovely there, I'll have to go back again in a month when I'm told the prairie is green and the wildflowers are starting to bloom. Of course, I may be remembering it through a... slightly rosier lens than usual. The brew I bought at the Darkmoon Faire rather packs a bit of a punch. I saw the fortune teller, and got a vague rhyming couplet about truth and the color blue.
Next time, I should bring Tori with me so we can both stuff ourselves silly on those wonderful funnel cake things and get shot out of a cannon. Nausea loves company, after all.
My hair is getting long. I meant to get it cut short again, but the goblin girl at the shop was quite persuasive. Somehow I came out of there with still-long hair, and something she called a "manicure." While it WAS rather relaxing to have someone filing down the ragged edges and softening the calluses incurred while digging up artifacts, I'm still not entirely sure why I let her put that gold lacquer on my fingernails... at least I got out of there before she managed to get my shoes off.
Hitoh's gone back up to Hyjal, but we spent a wonderful two days together, barely leaving our room. I know I should probably be mortified that the keeper of a rowdy, orc-filled inn had to come and tell us to quiet down, but really, my only impulse is to laugh. Yes, I think spring is definitely in the air.
Next time, I should bring Tori with me so we can both stuff ourselves silly on those wonderful funnel cake things and get shot out of a cannon. Nausea loves company, after all.
My hair is getting long. I meant to get it cut short again, but the goblin girl at the shop was quite persuasive. Somehow I came out of there with still-long hair, and something she called a "manicure." While it WAS rather relaxing to have someone filing down the ragged edges and softening the calluses incurred while digging up artifacts, I'm still not entirely sure why I let her put that gold lacquer on my fingernails... at least I got out of there before she managed to get my shoes off.
Hitoh's gone back up to Hyjal, but we spent a wonderful two days together, barely leaving our room. I know I should probably be mortified that the keeper of a rowdy, orc-filled inn had to come and tell us to quiet down, but really, my only impulse is to laugh. Yes, I think spring is definitely in the air.