Hello all...

This would not be Amanda, but Domino - yeah, me again, playing in someone else's journal. She gave me the password, though, so it's all above-board this time.

She and I are currently in her room, and she's drifting back to sleep like a good girl, but she wanted me to let you all know how she was, since she's got some badly scraped hands and thus typing isn't all that comfortable for her. To quote, "I'm alive. Sore as all fuck, but alive." She wanted me to tell you that she can't talk about it yet - not won't, can't - but doesn't want any of you to worry.

And she's snoring again. It's very cute.