Feb 11, 2006 22:54
*...it's late, please forgive the typist's utter inability to be creative with these things*
*as stated, Meta hasn't been having an easy time of it lately -- if not tea, what could possibly make this better? ...cookies, of course, what did you think?*
*as such, the Voice of God is sprawled wearily on one of the mansion's many couches, working his way through a plate stacked with the sugar cookies of which he supposedly smells*