in which our heroine reaquaints herself with personal hygeine

colors and cuts her hair, cleans her room and bathroom and kitchen, paints her nails, and generally rejoins the world of the living after an unfortunate trip to Trader Joe’s in which she could not, for a moment, discern whether she was asleep or awake.

Hello. I "value" your comment. (No, really, I do!) Please don't be a dick, though.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Gravatar
WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s