Saint John's Wort. Better than a rope.

My letter to PRA, 20 February 2004:

Dear PRA,

I finally received your Valentine's presents after what seemed like an eternity. I had to drop by the post office and pay the customs P30.00 just so they could prove themselves half-assed dimwits for thinking that the box probably contains a compact atomic bomb or a bag of Cuban weed. But thank you for the presents. It's like my little Sanrio Surprises box with all that Hello Kitty and Friends stuff in it. But of course, I am thankful for the boxes Saint John's Wort. Hopefully they will make me shake away all the depression that has been clinging on my head recently like hideous bloodsuckers.


--PRA also sent me Sylvia Plath's The Bell Jar. They will all tell me, "Oh the books that you read..."