WARNING if you have seven digits of mine and for some reason feel an urge to dial, I advise you NOT to now or for quite a few hours as I've had a good amount of coffee and it's June raining and there's a Cabaret plan in the works for faux rockstardom (see also Stephanie's idea for "I Pity the Fool (Who'd Undertake Such a Project)"). What I mean is such conditions tend to mean a telephone means an embarrassingly sentimental mouth rapidly talking ears off.


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