fatespawn

I love Friday's. Friday's equal no class. Though I did have two terrible dreams last night and that made the morning less fun. I don't remember one of them, but one revolved around my old love of baseball. I don't remember the specifics, but I resumed by old position in a league and I was absolutley terrible at it. I think at one point I realized I was wearing my glove on the wrong hand. I don't know if you'll all think I'm silly for this, but it was immenssely disturbing for me. I love baseball, and I'm good at it. I even know that the gloove goes on my left hand.

The day was intermixed with fun and joy and people. Videogames and talking turned into mage and it was a great session. I was afraid Lars was going to die at one point, but he pulled through. Actually, now that I think about it, no player characters got even a scratch. I'll post more tomorrow, but I'm really tired now. I kind of want to sleep, but I think instead I'll try to talk Laura into watching a movie. Tomorrow's her birthday! I shall buy her new gloves and...well, I'l talk about that tomorrow because knowing Laura she'll have somehow checked LiveJournal at least three times before we wake up somehow.