I can't tell the sins from the commandments anymore.
Have I told you who I am lately?
I'd rather watch a thousand consecutive performances of Cats.
Dare to dine alone.
She was born in a test tube behind the Clinique counter.
Take me right to the meat of things. I want to see what’s on special.
You’re a slave to verisimilitude.
It’s a fine line between chaos and anarchy.
I am my own Sugar Daddy.
I wish your sins were more original.
I'm neurally gnarly.
Lie to me some more, and make it hurt this time.
My best friend was stopping at the post office so I asked her to buy me some stamps for my Christmas cards. She bought religious images - Madonna and Child. "Have I told you who I am lately?" would have been an appropriate phrase to express my reaction.
Posted by: Alexa | December 10, 2009 at 01:16 PM
Haha - glad to be of help!
Posted by: Leroy | December 10, 2009 at 10:45 PM