You gave me hyacinths first a year ago. They called me the hyacinth girl.

before returning to hell with trees, i tugged one more event out of my virgo mother - we went to barnes & noble and i got a collection of short stories approved by alfred hitchcock and go ask alice...which everyone has read but me UNTIL NOW. i completed it on the ride back! maha!

upon my collapsing on the bed ('twas missed), i recieved a postcard from the lovely lively very missed TWEAK! *sniff*...how i miss my little ray of sunshine, who is presently basking over britain and neglectant to return to the home of fast food and celebrity stalking. i can't blame her.

and now i am scuzzy, and so i shall bathe. au revoir ~

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
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