what became of this place? it’s all run down and broken, now that the maid’s stopped coming in to dust. the valet hasn’t pressed my pants for months and months; i’m beset upon by wrinkles.
did you feed the cat, or is he fat on mice? what is this thing called the internet? it is full of fantastical creatures like giants and faeries and trolls.
you’ll need your good boots. the waterproof ones.
Monday, March 21, 2011