What I don't remember about last night could fill a book. Well, actually I'm fairly sure there's only a few minutes I don't remember - that was the few minutes it took me to wander into the laundry and pass out. So I had no idea where I was when I woke up in the dark with a cardboard box on my head.

Also I dyed my hair black. For a natural blonde, that's quite a jump. But it looks pretty awesome, if I do say so myself. Generally I look at myself and see someone fairly average and boring. Now at least I look vaguely interesting! Aidan seems to like it though, he keeps calling me his black-haired goddess. Perhaps a little excessive, but it makes me feel all squishy and gooey. In a good way!