Is that you, Mrs. Havisham?

[bondgirl007]

While I was out playing in the sprinklers during the summer of 1993, my grandmother was spending her days hanging around the house in a full-length mink coat, wearing every piece of jewelry she owned, and a nightgown. She'd lay on a tufted silk chaise lounge, dingy from the decades of sticky little kid hands, reading from The Great Gatsby

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Interesting journal

[anonymous]

I stumbled across this journal, (seems we are friends 7 times removed). I go to school at Yale, with a bunch of stuck up sycophants too busy worshipping their professors to realize how derivate their thoughts are. It's refreshing to know that there are people out there who can actually think creatively. Anyway, I'd just like to say your writing is truly exceptional. It reminds me of Sedaris, but take that as a compliment, not as a sign of unoriginality. Keep up the writing, you definitely have a talent for it.