After work and delivering a ginormous notebook to someone for Mum, I headed to Teahouse and was convinced by the almost eerily friendly guy behind the counter to get lychee in my tea rather than tapioca. It tastes like honey, and is delicious. He also wins at "Random Questions I Have Been Asked Within the First Five Minutes of Meeting Someone", as he wanted to know if I worked in the medical field. Never been asked that before. I enjoy that place muchly, as they have tasty drinks, are not usually too crowded, play random but not annoying music, and have employees made entirely of awesome. Well, awesome and possibly some skin or something.
Have read Gone with the Wind again, reviving my terrible crush on Rhett Butler. I wuvs him so. I have terrible crushes on
... Have just realized that my fingers are not straight. It is most noticeable on my ring fingers - they curve in a bit towards my thumb. Mom gave me the WTF look when I asked her to hold out her right hand and compare. She assures me I will not die. Did not specify whether I would not die of this, or simply am immortal. Am assuming immortality until other evidence is provided.
It is tree bukkake season. Everything is yellow. Except the pool, which is now this strange greenish shade and has the consistancy of JELL-O. We're all a little afraid of it.