The Curlers, The Cold, I am SO dead.

First and Formost,
This is Orion and I am posting for my poor sick princess. Poor Rose had managed to come down with a rather nasty cold and is currently in the guest bedroom of her parents home trying to over come it. Thankfully she is unaware at the moment that I have obsconded with her lap top. Other wise they would be picking up my bits and peices and passing the Matrix along to the next recipiant.
Second, I have have to put this in here beacuse the rest of the troops will not shut up until i do. Routinely she spends, Rose, about an hour twisting her hair up on these things she calls rollers. By the the time she is done she looks like a reject from the honeymooners. How ever I cannot agrue with the results, when she takes it down she has a mane that would send Padme amidal Skywalker, into fits of jealousy. to achive this though takes nearly twelve hours and she has to sleep in the things. Poor sunstreaker made a comment about them and will be walking funny for several days.
other than that Its been quiet peaceful. Hopefully it will remain so.
Always here,
Orion Pax