fitful night's sleep filled with intense dreams, one of which starred a pair of caramel colored feather eyelashes that the president of Bigwig's was entrusting me to apply to her eyes.
they cost $22,000 for whatever reason and for whatever other reason, I felt the need to store them in my mouth.
it's either dreaming crazy things or insomnia. Last night, both.
I've Christmas shopped for 1 person so far. Twelvedyhundred to go.