magic stamps britain

i sit here on my bed, folded into a neat bundle, my chin propped on my knee.  it seems all i can do is stare aimlessly at my computer screen and tap my thumbs rhythmically on the space bar.  occasionally, i break rhythm long enough to take a sip of my now cold tea or google "magic stamps britain" and read this article.


so much for travel writing.


i waste some more time.  rachel pops up in chat and asks me to watch a video she's working on.  "i need critical pre-screening audiences.  so... if you could....... do you mind watching it?  it's still in "rough" form, so what i'm mainly worried about is the story."


i'd be happy to.