Show & Tell

Tuesday the 29th of December

So it’s come to this. I’ve gone so far with my self disclosure that I’ve got little left to tell that would shock. Instead, now I have to SHOW, instead of tell. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, go to my blahblah page. Mmmmm. I really don’t think Jo’s a good influence on me. In fact, my parents saw a photo of her with a cigarette in hand, and they TOLD me she was a bad influence. And I’m sure they know what’s best for me. Excuse me while I snicker.

I worked in the Potters Shop this morning, but since this is right after Xmas and still in governmental holidays, we weren’t anticipating huge retail rushes. Mum said she’d call me at 12.30pm to see how sales were going, and if no one had come in, then I could close up early. Well, what can I say? I’m sick, and I finished my (brilliant) book. I wanted to go home. I didn’t exactly SCOWL at all the customers that came in, but I really didn’t smile much either. And I doubt any of them were big fans of the Beastie Boys played a little loud either. I guess the flipside of being a very good sales person (look, there’s me blowing my own trumpet again) is that I know how to be a bad one as well.

Anyways, I got released and went to pick up my photos, which I’ll add in here and there as I feel is nessecary. Then Mum and I went for coffee at slotatl, to say hi to Anji mostly. In the evening, we rented A Life Less Ordinary. LOVE that movie. It’s probably in my top ten films ever. Also in it would be Spiceworld and Breaking the Waves – two completely opposite ends of the spectrum I know, but that just illustrates my depth (wank wank).

I’m so weirded out by my behaviours as of late. Honestly very disturbed. It’s fun being a little crazy. I’m just worried that I’m too willing to accept people’s dares. Ah well. Who needs shame anyways?

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