other people’s emails.

Buff,

Thank you so much.

In other news, I went to bed last night wearing my six-year old black glasses (I thought you ran over those.) and a homemade poultice of dry yeast and lemon juice on my face for spots. (Try an aspirin and water paste. The salicylic acid works wonders.)

I was reading the introductory essay of Strunk and White’s Elements of Style and giggling. (I never giggle at grammar.) Next thing I know I’m getting a text message from a group of scientists at MIT declaring me the least bone-able person on the planet. (Clearly they haven’t met my cousin Chuck.)

Rah for self-esteem.

Flynn