the twelve dates of schmidtzmas

I guess it has been longer than I'd like to admit since I last worked in bed, or on my bed. In any event, I'd forgotten how easy it is to have a pen's ink leak out all over clean white sheets. Really though, as much as I loved the plain pale plane, there is something undeniably appealing about ink stained splotches. The black wicked blots give this bed character somehow suiting of a disheveled girl.