It's 07:51 and I'm stoned.  I'm wearing black:  full-fashioned stockings and garter, corset and dress.  Blue ankle-strap pumps.  The leather collar; a sudden inspiration.

Half a brownie and I see before me the expanse of four days - the next four days.  The instant convulsive empty-headed bliss overwhems me, and I suddenly see the transformative potential.

Oh, my!  Be careful what you wish for!

/H