In which Aimee posts a telegram
Dear Livejournal. Stop.
Work is killing me softly. Stop. New boy started today, he seems nice. Stop. Guh brain not working guh. Stop. Sent email to real estate type about a house in Hataitai. Stop. Here's hoping I actually hear something. Stop.
Saw bug on my door and now afraid to go to bed. Stop. It will eat me in my sleep or go up my nasal passages. Stop.
Don't stop.
Aimee
Work is killing me softly. Stop. New boy started today, he seems nice. Stop. Guh brain not working guh. Stop. Sent email to real estate type about a house in Hataitai. Stop. Here's hoping I actually hear something. Stop.
Saw bug on my door and now afraid to go to bed. Stop. It will eat me in my sleep or go up my nasal passages. Stop.
Don't stop.
Aimee