This random entry is brought to you by the letter B

B is for blech, blargh, and batrachian, which are how I feel right now. Cursed illness!

B is for the Boy, with whom I get an entire weekend alone! Too bad we're both ill.

B is for Blake, whose POV I'm trying to crack at the moment. He wants to tell everyone what happened to him, but I suppose if the reader stuck around to past the middle of the book they deserve some reward.

B is for beads, which I need to buy tomorrow. Garnets and amber and pearls, oh my!

B is for Berol Prismacolors, with which I've started working again. Alas, they are damned expensive.

B is for bed, where I am now going.

B is for better, which is how I'd better feel tomorrow, dammit!