From a hurricane of ribbons and a spasm of clouds, she laughed a slow dream. In it, you met a dragon.
Monday, February 02, 2009
Sometime between 3 and 6 on Friday, I came down with a cold. I medicated on Sunday with soup + Sense and Sensibility + Pushing Daisies + Amelia Peabody + orange juice + tea + Dimetapp + sleep. I am now better, but still gross. That is all.