Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Dizzying drive with stvbee around and around the underground carpark levels AT THE MALL trying to find a spot, my hangover still lurking. Some snooty, eastern suburbs bitch stared down her nose at my lazy weekend old clothes in the lift. Feeling momentarily insecure about this, I appealed to my companion for his opinion. Did I look like shit? "Of course not. You're perfect for the mall". Wow. I'm loving today.