Stay out of my Teeth
Out of the blue, I got a call from Elina this evening. A sort of near-girlfriend, my relationship with whom ended up leaving not only a bad taste in my mouth (She smoked heavily) but also in my mind. I was pretty surprised to recieve this call, as when I last spoke to her 5 months ago she had planned on moving to LA, pitching her Buffy the Vampire Slayer self-insertion fan fiction to network execs and starring in her own resulting series. I read the scripts, and I could see this happening because I had slept at least 0 hours in the past few days. Well, it may have been less, to be honest it is all kind of hazy. She now wants me to review a new book idea she plans on writing and co-incidentally, I haven't slept once again, so it smells like genius. I've found smelling people's minds is among mother nature's varied and colourful ways of telling me I'm going crazy.