An oasis in a sea of mediocracy, a bright shining pearl cast among wine. The alpha and the omega and even the beta, gamma, and that squiggly one I can never remember. A car broken into, but the stereo left and only some loose change taken from off the dash in rather an insulting way. A pineapple, an albino flamingo, a slightly unhinged door opening to the east.
All these things and more are Jamielyn….
(Should I bring my own shampoo btw …or will you provide?)
[And thus did Jamie learn that it pays to be less careless with her words. Yet still she came out of the experience fresh, invigorated, and smelling of pistachios, so it wasn’t an entirely unpleasent lesson when all was done and told.]