It has come to my attention

[smokingboot]

that rather a lot of my lj chums are ill.

Behold! In Wicked Witch of the Where-the-hell-am-I mode, I fly in the dark past chimney pots and sooty black cats to send you astral goodies. Obviously those with sense will duck

But if you want to dream of some interesting wee thing you could get from my passing shade, give me a wave.

Sorry you're sick. Hope you are well very soon.

xoxoxo