Emails from Oz
It kind of cracks me up when practically everyone I know decides to email me at the same moment. American’s aren’t so bad, but apparently Thursday is ‘email day’ in England, Ireland, and OZ.
So since I strive to emulate Chris Kelly in every way (except being a total queen), I decided to start a livejournaly thing. I’ve mixed feeling so far, ie I kind of feel like this might get me in trouble if I talk shit about anyone. So, I’ll leave that for the sporadic notebook journals. All I know is I tend to write better for an audience, and it might actually get me to write.
A cop was so rude to me today. I was asking if I could park somewhere downtown, quite nicely if I do say so myself, and he totally went off at me. Trying to explain that I was just asking a question got me nowhere, so I finally just said “thanks for your help” and left. I considered the prospect of getting arrested in exchange for me telling him to go fuck himself, but decided against it. But my hottie banker guy totally made eyes at me today, so the balance is still coming out on the plus side.
I can’t believe my run in with the cops is what’s getting top billing, but whatever. More exciting was the night I accidentally stopped a getaway vehicle and the cops surrounded me and all got out and pointed their guns at my car. That’ll stop the heart, let me tell you.
Well wit and pith are not my friends today (in fact, they often forget to keep in touch), so let’s just bring this one on home.
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