So Thursday has started off pretty normal – if you count being locked in the psycho ward at a hospital as normal. I can sit in my room or I can wand...r around the open area that they use to keep us inmates entertained. Such joy! I think I’ll sit here and write nonsense in my journal.She sells sea shells down by the sea shore.Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.Can you can a can as a canner can can a can.I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream.They can see me writing in my. The day he came to pick up mycar from my house, we sat down for a few drinks. It was a Saturday and still too early for dinner, so hedecided that he could bring me to his friends’ garageso that we could get an estimate of how much the damagewas. But since both of us were slightly gone with allthe drinking we had been indulging in, I asked my wifeto drive us. She had had a few drinks but still she wasin a much better position than both of us.Since he knew the place he sat in the passenger. .. well, shit. When I found out about him, I had my people send me the file. If it's any consolation, he's exactly what he seems to be - and that's rare." I figured as much," Camille said, relaxing slightly. She wished she had called Rita first thing but the concept of having powerful allies was so foreign that it never occurred to her. "How did you talk him into killing the story?" I threatened his family," Rita confessed with chagrin. She expected Camille to be angry. Instead, she was greeted. "Yes," she whispered in awe. "There's... Hearts? And cupids? And... something else, floating around inside them. I've never seen anything like it before." They're supposed to be roses... and it's the only one ever to be made. I had a dream one night, and that's the result. The guy who made it for me wanted to sell the idea, but... let's just say I convinced him otherwise." Wow. The only one? Thank you. I've never had an original before," she said, finally putting it on."It looks beautiful on.