as if some things that happen
only ever happen in the life of Larissa.
Some things...
only I think of.
Tonight was a low-key night. After visiting NAIT with Brendan last night and having THE most amazing late-night dinner at New Asian Village (indian food buffet, YES) I decided that I didn't really need to go out again tonight, an epiphany I don't usually reach.
Heather D and Kylie came over to play board games tonight. We played a rip-roaring game of Clue (read: Not rip-roaring) and Heather suggested monopoly.
Now I don't know about y'all, but I much prefer Monopoly Junior; its CARNIVAL THEMED.
No one seems too excited about the next anti-climactic board game, so I decide we're going to play on the french side of the board.
I insist that we only refer to everything by the french title.
I insist that we wear mustaches drawn on scotch tape with black sharpie marker.
I insist that we only speak in french accents.
This is just how things roll when you have wholesome fun with me. >:(
Unrelatedly, Kylie wanted me to leave a strange voicemail for a specific man she is not a fan of. Not wanting to be too rude, but while feeling his confusion levels at a maximum I chose to leave the following for him:
Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty to make thy riches pleasant.
In a British accent, of course.
I always say, if you need something said, I'm your girl.
Pass the mustache!
2 comments:
You should photoshop Heather D's face over mine in this picture. It would make more sense.
I know, we didn't take french mustache photos though and I couldn't bear to crop your head out haha
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