Friday, June 17, 2005

Ready for Lunch

Okay, I have on a skirt and eyeliner and even shaved my legs. My hair is not as cute as it's capable of, but at least it hasn't chosen today to go all Phil Spector on me. I am as ready as I'm ever going to be to meet Brittney. I have been practicing being witty, which resulted in the Butcher asking if I didn't just want him to go and pretend to be me instead. No matter how bad things go, I have one thing going for me: I've never been to rehab, which means, I can rush crying over to Cafe CoCo afterwards and at least one person will be unnaturally attracted to me. Okay, I'm going to pee one more time, then I'm getting out of here.

4 Comments:

Blogger Taketoshi said...

haha i knew i had the makings of a kooky sitcom guest star

6/17/2005 12:41:00 PM  
Blogger Twinkletoes said...

You're wearing a skirt?

6/17/2005 01:31:00 PM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

I have to say that skirts on women are just more evidence that the the patriarchy wasn't exactly well-thought-out. You'd think that the folks with the genitalia that needs to be kept a little cooler than body temperature would have kept the garment that allows one to sit behind her desk with it all hiked up to get some cool air.

6/17/2005 02:51:00 PM  
Blogger Taketoshi said...

most men already have a hard enough time keeping it under wraps without that kind of convenience. the idea of the "wardrobe malfunction" would have been a cliche by the time the renaissance rolled around.

6/17/2005 03:09:00 PM  

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