Snowflake has a nasty cough that I believe he inherited last week from his usually sick cousin. He escaped 'Little Spores' today and came with me to work where he proceeded to take a red Cray-Pa and write on the carpet. This provoked me into having a cup of Paco's industrial boilermaker coffee which has now led to the internal high pitched whine of me freaking out in anticipation of my responsibility as a 'wedding photographer' this weekend. I.Can't.Breathe.
MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
I wonder if the Crown Bookstore carries The Cone?
