In my version of Genesis, Adam is a goofy, gangly teen boy with hopes of scoring a spot at prestigious Brown University.
Eve is an erudite, stylish blonde whose quirkiness oozes with genuine charisma.
And the snake? An equally stylish (though less original), cute-as-a-button rich young thing with a shrieking volume to match Daddy’s credit card limit – MAX.
Dear Julie Cooper-Nichol,
Well, well, well...you've hooked another Newport millionaire...I can only imagine what you are going to do to this man, the next in a long line of poor, unsuspecting fools...
In case any of you have been waiting eagerly by your laptops and PCs, for the next installment of the epic drama that is my life, fear not. I have plenty of drama to share with you - but most of it does not concern me.
You see, my esteemed friends, when one reaches a state of academic nausea (such as I did on Monday), one turns to other comforts. When the book is too much to bear, the fridge becomes a source of joy. Food suddenly takes hours to prepare, making it difficult, nay, impossible, to get any work done. Moreover, daytime television seems fresh and innovative, and demands many of your waking hours.
And then, there is the very, very dangerous habit of becoming addicted to one television show in particular...and devising for yourself a little game that, likewise, preoccupies many of your waking hours...
