I’ve just made a salad of some purple plant. Hopefully this is edible. If it turns out that it is (unluckily) somehow then I’ll have another opportunity not to live to the day X (Friday, 23th, the viva) *grin*. And this is gonna be...a basin of warm water, yeah. With loads of suds all around my bathroom. Do you feel the danger? I think not quite. Ok. What I want to say is that by the time I have hot water again I may break my neck for about a hundred times trying to simply wash my hair in a way our ancestors did. Could somebody lend me his/her bathroom for a while? I’ll bring some treats in exchange (my purple salad). Baby join me in death *singing* ;D
Current Mood: 
creative
Current Music: Papa Roach – Getting Away With Murder.