Too hot to swallow!

No, you perv! Wrong, wrong!

I'm talking about Subways. I usually love it enough to grab me a Sammich every couple of months. This time though, I got asked if I want some sauce. "No sauce, thank you!" I replied, and what happened? Quicker than a lightening, the waitress poured mighty hot sauce all over my sammich. My chin dropped and I must have looked like this: T_T.

Nice as I am, I didn't threw a fit, payed and walked back to work with slow steps of doom. As expected, the sandwich was too hot to chew, too hot to swallow. Everything burned. Why the hot sauce, why, jeezuz, whyyy not any other sauce? Now, my intestines are like "ZOMG FIRE! YOU, CHICK, YOU'LL GET TO SPEND A LONG PAINFULL TIME AT THE LOO, SOON!".

As for SecondLife, this morning I logged in. It was taking a suspiciously long time for SL to let me login, and of course I appeared as a cloud and didn't rezzed anything. TPing away didn't worked either. The usual things. Guess I'll have to use the Test Avatar thing this evening before I'll have a look at Cadair (I'd hate standing there with my nakedness exposed, only wearing 5 attachments and no pants/hairs).

Perhaps I'll remember uploading a few pikshers later as well, since the realm we RP in is gorgeous with some Windlights used. Unfortunately the last couple days I spent hiding with Shock from our stalker. Funny first experience, but I guess soon I'll handle it Talis's way (staff's end in your face, or something like that).

There's a couple of interesting avatars to RP with though, they're fun, although most still lack the something-something I'm used to see on dudes like Zal or Lucas. But Lucas started to play on the realm as well so, woop dee doop.

I'm currently (back to RL) oogling jewel-stores, to buy me a nice thing. I'm 30 now so I thought I'd reward myself for all the mess and the hard work. Love to do that, it keeps me somewhat going on. Bad day happened: Reward yoself, bish!. I need a raise. See yo later.