Dear Readers:
Things have been better here at Casa de la Nude. The man is taking the Random House rejection pretty harsh, and is having some kind of, like, nervous breakdown. He ate all 50 of the gum wrappers his manuscript was written on, which gave him a pretty gnarly stomach ache. So he wanted me to tell you guys that he's like under the weather or whatever. Actually, he said something about his art consuming him, therefor he'd consume his art...but I totes didn't catch it all. Writers are super weird.
Anyway, Tink and I went to Lake Baikal today. It was pretty cold, but there were these old dudes swimming in Speedos. They were all hairy and crazy looking but it was also awesome.
Stay cool,
Barbie
Me on a Lake cruise.
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