Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self. - Cyril Connolly
Monday, September 11, 2006
I have no street cred at all anymore
Not a single person hinted, initmated, or wink, wink, nudge, nudged about the possibility - no matter how remote - that the scratches on my face and neck today were from anything OTHER than my cat.
Noooooo....just a long, deep whistle, and then a puzzled smile with "What did on earth did you do to piss off your cat?".
Sultry single woman with wild side and romantic weekend tryst = 0
It's better that way. Scratches on the face indicate some kind of twisted S&M scene that went horribly awry.
Just don't let their perception of you progress into that of the Crazy Cat Lady. Next Monday, come in with a knee brace and tell people, "I don't care what you hear. The bedroom is no place for a trapeze."
It's better that way. Scratches on the face indicate some kind of twisted S&M scene that went horribly awry.
Just don't let their perception of you progress into that of the Crazy Cat Lady. Next Monday, come in with a knee brace and tell people, "I don't care what you hear. The bedroom is no place for a trapeze."