SL/Yetti
Shit--and I don't say shit often--I just realized that the person in my bed was a gift from Jenny to represent Yetrates when she's absent. In fact, it's not a guy, after all; it's a woman, dummy: it's Yet. My angle had been off, sorry to report, and now I see the resemblance. I had casually mentioned to Jenny some months earlier that it would be nice to have a clone of Yetrates running around the place in the event the microwave needed cleaning, or something like that, and now I am gifted with a version of Yet permanently in bed.





