Glory Gale of the North, living in Armenian Glendale, proprietor of nice things and adoring of one boy from the Bay. Obedient worker of television and obsessively infatuated with night-timing and lounge performers.

 

I went to Starbucks this morning and someone left a present and a card on my desk… signed “D”… I have a guess who it’s from buy Cucci won’t tell… and I’m about to kill him.