Right now there's this delicious feeling in my stomach. I don't care about anything, much, and I don't know if I ever will. Delightful. Buchu tea for everyone, it's yummier than valerian. Valerian root smells like old socks.
Every time I think aboouuuUUt you I drug myself, sing it with me now...
Hm. Apparently those cabinets at da game sto' have very sharp edges. Not only did I smoosh my thumb in a most excruciating manner, but I somehow also managed to tear off a flap of skin. WOE IS ME.
Very much enjoying all the music Miss Yinshu shared, especially "Autumn Leaves."