Thursday morning I went over to TS' to write upstairs, but last week's party was still lingering, so first we had to clean up.
This is the view from my writing table.
Last night Elizabeth, TS, Jaffa and I met up at the Royale. All night these three smashed cherries watched us.
What's up with that weird super hero widow's peak hairdo I'm sporting?
Inspired by Elizabeth, I took a photo of each of us making this ridiculous face.
I think mine is the ugliest. Jaffa said I look like an angry four year old.
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