not evidence, not memorabilia, but paraphernalia!  These boxes and bags have become our best friends... but then again, just like our "real" friends, they don't send us greeting cards either.  Ah hem.  I forgot to mention that there are crackers among here, and in my delirious state, I called them noodles.  Yes, very hard, salty, square noodles.

Withering, wilting, our physical existences are undergoing serious environmental damages.

Yes this is Lisa huddled under the masses of blankets.  Anyone wanna come and... kiss my forehead and... read me stories and... bring me soup and... (greeting cards?)

Oh... God!  Have mercy on my throat and lungs and nose and eyes and forehead and sinuses and and and *hyperventilating* Eeyore is sitting on my head.

Gretting cards are good.  Greeting cards are very good.  We like greeting cards.Gretting cards are good.  Greeting cards are very good.  We like greeting cards.Gretting cards are good.  Greeting cards are very good.  We like greeting cards.Gretting cards are good.  Greeting cards are very good.  We like greeting cards.Gretting cards are good.  Greeting cards are very good.  We like greeting cards.Gretting cards are good.  Greeting cards are very good.  We like greeting cards.Gretting cards are good.  Greeting cards are very good.  We like greeting cards.Gretting cards are good.  Greeting cards are very good.  We like greeting cards.

Ah hem.  Did someone mention greeting cards?  I could swear I heard someone say greeting cards... ah well.  Must have been those voices again... or perhaps I'm just hearing things in my delusionary state.  No, you just haven't sent us greeting cards yet.  And we'll keep pestering you until you do!  Ah!  Ha ha ha!  Ha!  Ha!  Even!

*sniffle* *cough* *sneeze* *hack* *wheeze* *snort* *gag* *moan* *groan* *weep*...

Death.  Oh death, be merciful.