Salt

I have salt in my hair.

So Friday, I took Chris's bus, and we went to Allan's to play D&D with Allan and his brother. Mmm, doesn't that just have nerd written all over it? So, yeah, I played a Halfling Rogue named Droool Kawa. I swear, I'm using that name for all roleplaying purposes from this point on. Freaking brilliant. Anyways, nearly killed Allan's Paladin. Did kill his brother's owl familiar. I'm so proud. I've come the conclusion that it's impossible to be serious with D&D. I have yet to be in a campaign that has gone according to the DM's plans.

So much salt.

Uh, things got pretty trippy as the night went on. Things that shall not be written. Things that had to be destroyed in a large mug of Cola the following morning. Allan was pissed that Chris and I did that. Which worries me. Alot. :P

Oh god, so much freaking salt.