25 September 2009
Envy in the morning light, envy in the dark of night
I'm writing this last night, because I've been thinking about it often today. My nose is stuffed, and my ears are clogged (charming, no?) so I've retreated to an inner world of jadeite elves and nymphs and boulevardiers. I might lose a fake eyelash batting my lids furiously, hoping some unknown force spirits a bottle of no. 407 my way.