Bloody hell (literally!)

Let's just say that this bloody dream came true, at least in part... I had to take a shower, for obvious reasons. Sometimes I hate being a girl. This also brings flashbacks to Gr. 8, where it seemed like half the school was watching me in my most embarrassing moment at Palmer. :P

Good thing I was wearing dark blue jeans anyhow... just soaked 'em in the tub to get the blood out. :D

Went through all 100 journal comments, too. Now I'll get to my regular email... hm. Here's one from my sister who says that we're having dinner with Wilson tonight. Sounds better than brunch tomorrow at 10:30-ish!

Reminds me of this icon: