| Current mood: |  sleepy |
| Current music: | Jingle Bell Rock, by Bobby Helms |
I walked in the rain, lightning revealing my dark, cloaked form in the shadows... and then I danced around in time with the thunder, ensuring that no dry spot would be left on my body.
Even so, tonight was better - by very little, but nonetheless better. Butts getting sprayed by cleaning solution. People getting "thumb kissed." Constant battles between a monk and a pervert. A Christmas banquet date who does know my name (first AND last, whoa! I think he cheated). Scalp-rubbing and consequent molting... o.O. X-Men with friends at the Fendrich house. People, it just doesn't get much better than that.
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