Does anyone here have the ability, interest, and willingness to spring a jail break operation from Paris's largest hospital? I have too much else to
do this week and next to be stuck here for the duration, and they've started to let me try breathing without the mask for a few hours at a time during the afternoon. I've not gotten my voice back yet, but even SO. I am so much better than I was.
I have a pageant to direct, exams to grade, a very important promise made to my favorite niece to keep, and, most importantly, Christmas to put on for my twins. This is
not the time to be laid up. If I promise to reschedule for in the new year, does the cosmic divide possibly have room to trade things for me now? I promise, I'll ignore this for less than a month now...
Dear Pere Noel, My name is Marius Pontmercy and I have been mostly good this year. I would like one Christmas, our FIRST, to be not ruined. Is that too much to ask? Can't I please go home soon?