Wednesday, March 21, 2007


Mincing words

I went to the kusuri-ya in the basement and laid my cards on the table. I told the guy on the counter (who's seen me in some pretty bad states) that I had a cold and my head was hurting so badly I wanted to kill myself.

He listened attentively, then produced a couple of pills and told me they'd do the job.

It was only after I'd thanked him and left that I realised he hadn't said which job.


Hurry up and write something new please. It's been over a week and I am bored at work.


Don't take any more sandbaths for a little while okay?

Love n huggs and little nosey squiggles,

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