Think Grace Kelly meets Tank Girl.
With lots of tea.
And a kick ass soundtrack.
Set down Distrito Federal, guey, massive Mexico. With maguey products and exceedingly blue skies.
and what's worse is, our was-to-be roomie, she of the sewing machine, has already gone and hooked herself up with else. no respectable period of mourning or nuthin. AND this interloper gilly come lately even has THE SAME NAME AS ME!!! how crass is that? like andrew lloyd webber marrying a bunch of women called sarah!
funny enough, R, I proffered myself to her, thinking, well, if I can't have one Ruth, at least I can have another. though they are most definitely not the same Ruth, they are still both Ruth.?!??yes. I'm mental. *bows low*
seduced and abandoned in the space of a cyber 5 minutes!i feel... cheap....no, wait that's just coz my colleague is oggling me as i lift and bend to pack up for the office move
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