Tuesday, May 4, 2010

On Game Night

I need to stop forgetting that I should not wash my hair or wear clean jeans on game night day. Now I have perfectly clean hair that, if I go to bed like this, will continue to give me a headache from cigarette smell. Gross. I have clean sheets, too. Sick. I mean, nice but also sick.

In other game night-related news, I ended up with playing till the end with three guys again. I didn't even notice till we were walking down the street when we left. I just feel so at home as "one of the guys" talking about football, Weird Al, and paintball weaponry. Haha. Oh, my life.

2 comments:

kirk said...

Three posts in a year? Slow down girl.

Congrats on not having an accent.

akhdesign said...

I know, I'm a blogging machine.

Well, I have enough of one that she asked me where I was from. She said I didn't have a "typical American" accent. When I tell my friends that people say stuff like that, they laugh.