I realize I'm turning into a closet rich old lady! Except not.9:21 p.m. - 2002-08-26
Hey, its been 10 days since I updated! Or even came on here, for that matter. Anyhow.
So, I'm worried that I'm becoming one of those closet rich old lady types. Except without the money. And the old. And come to think of it, I don't like being called "lady" (you know, nowadays being called lady is an insult most of the time. Like "hey lady! Get your frucking car out of the way!" You know). And my closet is really dinky, so you know, that kinda knocks that out too. But seriously.
I like poodles. I mean what more need I say? Okay, maybe I should clarify that: I like standard poodles. Not the dinky ones. And not with that ridiculous cut. Just, you know, shaved down so they don't look like freaks. They're nice dogs! And intelligent. Not to mention that I just like big dogs in general.
I order stuff from lancome! YIKES! Although their makeup is a frickin' rip off. But sometimes they have good deals.
I like the shoes that my friend's 55 year old mother wears! Although that says more about pat than it does about me.
I don't always sacrifice comfort to look hot (an undertaking that is not easy)! I am becoming an old biddy.
A scary old biddy.
And I don't even have the money to make my servants stay and keep me company. **Sniff sniff**
Sad, old
Oh yeah, and today was the first day of school.... and it sucked. Duh.
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