She wakes up at 8am, eats 3 bananas and spends her morning filming dust falling and catching light from a projector. Any doubts of her insanity that might have creeped into the mind of the projectionist vanish, he genuinely seems concerned for her mental state. She returns to her cave, Photoshops images of her housemates onto prawns, laughs a bit too hysterically at bad jokes on the radio and begins referring to herself in the third person.....
i like the sound of your morning! i didn't realise our fluff was so colourful :-) x x x
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