I wanted to blog more last night, but I couldn’t muster up the strength.
One of my kidneys had been stolen.
It was my favorite kidney too.
(As for the bandanna, I wear it not to hide my identity or for fear of SARS, but to keep you from being distracted by my beautiful, pouty lips… I find it very difficult to engender much sympathy when people see just how lovely and perfect my lips are.)
