Sarah Rules

Many things, many many things.

Firstly my computer game.  The new theme is, of course, NINJAS.  I’m overlooking the fact that I have 6 colours to work with and pixelated doesn’t even cover the quality of “graphics”.  The ninja is actually a smiley face too.  But WHATEVER.  The game will rule.  Here is the introductory…introduction:

“You are a ninja, avenging someone’s death probably.  You have been captured and held hostage because of your awesome ninjability and must try to escape this place.  Use the arrow keys to move, you can’t shoot until you find the fire element but when you can use SHIFT and the arrow keys.  Find the water element and see what you can do with the CTRL key.  It might help you get places.  Dress stealthily and GO NINJA GO! “

Ninjabilty is probably the best most awesome word I’ve ever invented.

Scott and I went shopping yesterday, I am a personal stylist officially.  I managed to spend MINUS 50p due to careful voucher useage.  I bought the softest of the soft socks.  Seriously, if the word soft were to be made into an object…s then my socks would be it/them.  Scott’s hands were cold on the walk home so he wore them on his hands.  People walking on the street couldn’t quite work out what, but they knew something was wrong with him as they glanced his way.  I knew, I knew.

My hair was also reblonded.  It is now white blonde.  Excellent.  Scott was pimping his hair dressing skills out at the party.  There is now a veritable list of people awaiting life hair changing experiences.

It was Claire’s birthday party last night.  What a top party it was.  You cannot go wrong with a South Clerk Street flat party.  You really can’t.  Being the mostest soberest one there was also excellent, all of the amusement, none of the embarassment.  It also meant I was official (self appointed) party photographer.

/insert photo here when silly software decides it wants to work/