These thanks are so long overdue that it's embarrassing. On my birthday (Nov. 5) I received not one, but two, bouquets at work from far-away admirers!
The first bouquet was from Jamwall, muse of my muse, my midnight heavy-breather and my morning wake-up call, hand to my puppet self, master of my secret inner teacher-slut:
The second was from Osbasso, awakener of my inner half-nekkid dancing sprite, solo enthusiastic applauder in my audience of one:
Thank you both for such surprising wonderfulness! Such unexpected kindness made my day, my week, my entire birthday month.
Thank you both for such surprising wonderfulness! Such unexpected kindness made my day, my week, my entire birthday month.
