I Am Not A Reliable Narrator

02 October 2007

Killer

That's right I'm committing murder, with kindness.

I am sweetness and light today bitches. I smile smile smile smile but if you look in my eyes it's all murderous rage. Or at least mild annoyance.

I also killed my skirt off about 20 minutes after getting to work this morning.

I saw a thread hanging and gave it a dug and down fell the hem of my H&M skirt. Sure it was 4 years old and cheap as hell when I bought it, but I felt a keen disappointment in my heart and then a keen increase in my credit card bill when I ran over to Monsoon and bought a pair of trousers to keep myself from looking like a slob in these hallowed halls of profit and greed.

They are very nice trousers.

And later this week I will hopefully not be driven to any sort of murderous rage at the New Pornographers show on Thursday. Neko Case is going to be there and if any drunk jerks try to ruin the night for me this time, well they'd just better watch out because I'm bottling up a lot right now and I might just go all green and Hulk like on them. Or cry. Probably cry.

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