cimorene

and there was much fear, for they knew not what wax's phone bill would be.

who was just trying to call me? not ray, i hope. i think i screwed it up pressing 'flash'...

daddy's coming on friday and it's time to dress for dinner. someone give me your arm, mine are weak.

oh look, the shade is up. sun! people who could see me in my underwear! --through the dense shade of tree branches.

do i sound delirious? i suspect i do. i don't really feel that way, honest.