title heading courtesy of my broken ended friend So let's see...in the history of...well, of my life i guess, i've played Grounders twice. the first time, a.k.a. grade 4 flashback night, somebody had their arm jumped on, second time resulted in a broken foot! (luckily we had the first-aid guru on hand both times). this game may be fun but clearly is not very safe. turkey dinner was delicious...mmm. "mad props" to the chef...ettes (?) Thanksgiving was all around fun, at least more so than last year when i had to work the entire weekend, and excepting the whole "grounders injury" thing. it has been brought to my attention that if one didn't know me, from reading my blog they would probably get the impression that i had low self-esteem or was insecure...this made us laugh because well...it's just not true. hahaha. actually, it's sheer ridiculous-ness. (wow, i'm really enjoying making up words today...you should've heard me in class this morning...whoa)....maybe i shouldn't call myself a dork so much. haha. oh well, i say "think what you will, i care very little". i had a really weird dream last night. it was one of those ones that actually seems so real that when you wake up you half expect that it was. the only really good giveaway was that Orion was there, very briefly, and he was giving somebody heck (which he just wouldn't do!). i think because we had just been talking about him sitting in the first-aid with me all day at the ski retreat, he was probably just in my mind or something. it was really weird though...aak. i was playing with my phone the other day and discovered that it can make rings like regan's. YAY! i was pretty excited about that...yes, small things...so now we've got to get somebody to record something funny...rea says it has to be a guy though. i agree because they sound better, i think. we'll see who we can round up. see how i alternated between bold and not-bold for new thoughts? YAY organization!! GO ME!