Well, the relatives are gone. I stayed up all night rather than waste my time with the trifle of sleep I would have gotten before starting on the journey to the airport, so as I result once we arrived I was so tired I could hardly move, let alone be appropriately helpful and responsive. Every step of the way in the process of getting home I slept like a drugged baby, and after finally arriving home I passed out until six in the evening. It was a beautiful thing. Nonetheless, I am still awfully tired and will happily sleep all day on Saturday, given half a chance.
Grammy bought me the Japanese version of the Game of Life board game, which thrilled me to no end. I played the first game with my friends tonight, and it was everything I thought it could be and just possibly more. The gameplay and rules are just like the new American version, only everything is in some wacky language that doesn't even use the alphabet, which makes it CRAZY.
What's wrong with me? I was just eating a piece of maple candy that Grammy brought from America for me, and had a nigh-irresistible urge to put mustard on it. Now, I know that's just not right, but I am filled with a desire to try it just to make sure.
Okay, it's a lot better than you might think; the flavors don't really mix, so you basically have the Maple Party mellowly rocking out in one corner of your mouth while the Mustard Gang runs amok everwhere else, initiating your tastebuds into new and unholy experiences like teenagers giving grade schoolers LSD. Since both flavors are delicious by themselves, being able to experience them both at the same time, yet seperately, is actually not too bad. I think the entire concept of complementary flavors was made up by The Man to keep up from enjoying all the flavors we love at the same time, which would result in a taste extravaganza so powerful that its psychic waves would surely shake The Man from his tyrannical throne.
- Gyaa! I'm give up
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730-0803
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