sofo

So... Here's the deal.

There's someone out there in the great, big, wide world that I'd like to call my best friend. Jemisard. Jemilicious. Jemibabey. 'Jemi', for short. 'Jemi my wubling' when I'm feeling schmoopy. This is such an occasion.

She had her birthday a few days ago, and I just couldn't leave well enough alone and be content with what I 'gave' her. Anyone can leech an album off of someone else. It doesn't mean much in the end. It doesn't have a texture or a deeper meaning than, well, copyright theft or whatever it is they call it these days. I would've sent her something genuine and real and GOOD if I didn't deeply distrust everything in connection to the postal service (and my budget allowed for it) out there in the Real World.

So... Jemi, my wubling? This one's for you. Much love from your slightly crazy friend. <3!!

Progress is always a good thing. Or maybe that should be 'patience'. :3

Now, don't worry. This is a project I will finish. Never fear. Sofo the Mighty to the rescue!