hangoverless

Yay, a new day without the nasty reprecussions of too much alcohol!

I was totally ripped off yesterday. Robbed! Okay, not robbed in the literal sense... See, I have this fixation with playing those claw machines. You know, where you try to grab a stuffed animal? They're not as difficult here, or as expensive. At home I swear the animals are very carefully arranged so that not a one can be cleanly lifted out. Not so here, they're all just sitting there, ripe for the picking! I won the cutest little Winnie-the Pooh wearing a Roo costume, and I am obsessed with getting more. Anyway, I was passing by the claw machine with a few coins burning a hole in my pocket so naturally I stopped. I lined the claw up perfectly, it clasped the Pooh firmly and slid over to the drop chute....then it dropped it prematurely! My Pooh hit the plastic siding and bounced back into the heap! NOOOOOOO!!!!! I totally earned that Pooh and I was cheated! I cursed the stupid machine but slinked off quietly when I noticed the stares being cast my way.

He's so cute!