
Grandmama said "stare at the ball, it'll tell you all" Well, I've been looking at it for hours, and so far nothing at all...... maybe I have the wrong ball?
My name is Morticia Wilde. I live in my grandmother mansion, smack dab in the middle of a San Fransisco fault line... oh well, it doesn't much matter.... My therapist told me I suffer from chronic ennui – but I guess I'm just too tired to figure it all out. I'm supposed to write down my thoughts and feelings – you know, to help me get over my ‘condition'. So, here goes – my attempt at helping myself (sigh...). I just hope it's not too, well, boring. http://www.wildeimagination.com
But it is sure cozy on a nippy day!



This is my next project, the basement. Grandmama said that there is a lot of old family furniture and papers and stuff down there, that I might be interested in...... but so far I've only gotten to the door before thinking better of it, and going back up stairs. Truthfully, I'm just not interested enough to go in and sift thru all the spiders and dirt. Though I do hear strange sounds coming from there in the black of night. Maybe a mousy lives there? It would have to be a really BIG mouse!

