The Diary of Queen Mothy |
A,,, or B? written @ 4:29 PM on April 21, 2004 I walked into my studio space this afternoon before painting class, and what should I find but a pair of gold unicorn earrings set with some cubic zirconia-esque stones? They were sitting placidly on my chair, and I peeked around to everyone's studios in search of a suspect and/or related information. Naturally, there was none. Now, we can take this bizarre event in two directions: 1. Someone's great-aunt passed them on as a gift to a girl who thinks they're uglier than... um... fill in your noun here-- and so she conveniently set them down in my space knowing I take in homeless unicorns all the time. 2. There's a prowling male around... or what normal people would call "a secret admirer." I did not have time to do fingerprint tests or DNA checks on skin cells, so the only clues I have are that it's someone who knew where I worked, the box was open and placed in such a way that I would find it, and there was no note. Odd, no? Hmm-hmm-hmmmmm...
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