It is something kinda wonderful, I think.
Also, we play this “game”. The rules are simple. If you remember you’re playing, you lose, and you have to announce it to the room so that, essentially, everyone loses. If there’s anyone in the room that doesn’t know what “The Game” is, you must explain it to them. (So I guess that means you are now playing, sorry.)
So anyway, the whole house is playing- so randomly you may find notes on the bathroom mirror, floating in the toliet, in your leftover food, etc. Well, last night Nicole and I came home to a surprise, left by Kat, in our rooms. Mine was Dean, in a trashy pink wig, cards in hand, and a happy Joker themed note, “You Lose The Game”:
I love living with cool people.
