Because: Facial Piercings

Me: [heads to room to go to bed]

Her, at bathroom mirror: [mumble mumble unintelligible]

Me: What?

Her: Just [mumble mumble] blood on my face.

Me: Oh, okay. [closes bedroom door]

Me: …

Me, coming back out of my room: Wait. What?!

Her: [almost falls down laughing]

(She’s entirely fine.)

Doubled and Twisted Moon Light Whiskey

This tastes like what would happen if you made whiskey out of left-over (but not stale) beer. Which, well, is exactly what it is. I also thought I smelled but didn’t taste chocolate. Are we witnessing the evolution of my nose? Exciting. I had it with cheese and it paired really well.