I really need a play mate. The Dreaded One is working late again and I've been asked to review another play tonight. So I'm going alone. Again. *sigh*
I don't mind actually. When in the right mood, I kinda like it. You get to be mysterious, and as I may have mentioned, being mysterious is one of my favourite hobbies.
And I'm kind of hoping someone sees that I'm alone and asks why I go to the theatre alone, because I have the coolest answer to that. I just read this person explain that she does something a certain way "because that's how I roll."
How cool is that? Seriously. It comes with a built in aloof look, a James Dean shrug, the whole package. I can't wait to be asked why I do stuff the way I do it. I may even take up smoking so I can say my new favourite line through a haze of smoke.
Thank you Piehole.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
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2 comments:
Heh heh heh.
You must have man flu, because the real Jennifer would say something like "Hee HEE!"
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