Whew!

I feel wiped out. Maybe it's because it took me three hours to straigten my hair yesterday--and parts of it are still wavy like they shouldn't be. Or maybe it's because I just spent the last couple hours switching in new icons, as well as cleaning out my f-list--that is, I removed a few journals of people who don't appear to update, dropped about half the communities I no longer participate with, and redid the colour shcemes I have for representing different people. Nothing major, and no, you needn't drop a comment asking if I dropped you... I'd much rather you comment here and fill out the quirky letter in a fun and creative way.

So, remember that I went and baked that chocolate cake? With a bit of chilli powder and chocolate chips added to make it a little more nummy? Well, I was taking the last of it up to my room yesterday, and this girl sees me and says, "Ah, so that's your cake. I was wondering who's it was, with that vaguely threatening note..." See, I had it covered in glad wrap on a plate in the fridge, but I put a note on it to discourage any food thieves who might be tempted, it being cake and all. My note said, "DON'T FUCK WITH MY CAKE OR I WILL CUT YOU! Sincerely, Hana x♥x♥"

And y'know what? No one stole any of my cake.

Fin.