Almost two whole months of silence. What must the lot of you be thinking? Let it be known to all and sundry (especially the deeply concerned amongst you who feared the worst, i.e, kicking of buckets and whatnot) that life still has a death grip on me so fret not!
Being a kitchen slave for almost 14 hours a day leaves me little time for naught else.
I'll be back though. When, I really can't say. But this I promise you, even whilst cuts, bruises, blisters and burns threaten to render my hands useless forever, I WILL write again. That is the power of Me, lest y'all forget.
I dare you to steal my stuff!
2 comments:
Dear princess, may you tell us the precise store holding you captive so we could send along some white knights from time to time? Don`t worry, they won`t make you break earthen bonds of employment, but just want to get a taste of food flavoured with a princess` blue blood.
yeah i agree, you didn't tell me the exact address of your stall too? how are we suppose to find you if we dunno where is it? haha
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