When I answered the phone, she immediately asked if I'd swallowed a handful of pills. I laughed and told her I was just feeling a little Dorothy-Parkerish tonight. She said she didn't equate a sleepy voice with witty quips. I told her that I wasn't speaking of the literary Ms. Parker, but the self-depreciating, depressed Ms. Parker.
There's a distinct difference.
biggest kiss...
...kristen