And We Spend The Rest Of The

And We Spend The Rest Of The Evening Getting Very Pissed And Eating Ice Cream, As We Always Do When Something Good Or Bad Happens To Either One Of Us.

Youth Is Still Where You Left It, And That's Where It Should Stay. Anything That Was Worth Taking On Life's Journey, You'll Already Have Taken With You.

I Feel All Agitated, Like One Of Those Snow Globes You See Resting Peacefully On Shop Counters. I Was Perfectly Happy Being An Ordinary, Dull Little Swiss Village. But Now Jack Harper’s Come And Shaken Me Up, And There Are Snowflakes All Over The Place, Whirling Around Until I Don’t Know What I Think Anymore. And Bits Of Glitter, Too. Tiny Bits Of Shiny, Secret Excitement.

Suddenly I've Had Enough Of All This. I've Had Enough Of Being Made To Feel Insecure And Paranoid And Wondering What's Going On

This Is A Test, Isn't It? It's Like Choosing Out Of Three Caskets In A Fairy Tale. Everyone Knows The Rules. You Never Choose The Gold Shiny One. Or Even The Quite Impressive Silver One. What You're Supposed To Do Is Choose The Dull Little Lead One, And Then There's A Flash Of Light And It Turns Into A Mountain Of Jewels