Aug 04, 2009 13:20
Fortunately, when I opened my journal this morning I found myself struggling against an inexplicable desire to chop up a tomato as opposed to - as I can see from a quick glance around - jumping in a lake, or grinning like an idiot, or attempting to lick my own elbow.
Also fortunately, I know a suggestion spell when I see one and have invested in a set of earplugs made by cutting small corners of foam off of the pad on my bed. In addition, I will not be opening my journal again except to write entries or read those of Fred, Buffy, Faith, Dawn, and Angel, if he returns.
Fred, I'm going to come knock on your door, if you don't mind terribly. I don't think anyone should be alone right now, when a misspoken or ill-meant request could cause one to do oneself a great deal of harm.
excuses to spend more time with fred,
practical!wes,
fred,
sensible solutions,
!written