Sent: 6/11/2002 5:59 PM
I have become a slob. I'm blessed with grace. I hope that this slobbery will linger only briefly, for I usually get such a headache over messes. Come to think of it, my head throbs a little while I look around my room just now. Clothes all over the floor. Yes, ALL over the floor. Bed in disarray. Papers and unopened letters piled up to the lamp shade on my nightstand. Just what is going on in here? It looks like, somewhere along the way, I became disenchanted and fell into a sleep, leaving nothing done.
Wake up
