Monday, November 26, 2007

seasonal whine list

I cannot believe they dressed me in sand. Did they not get the memo that I don't do drab? And what's with this vest thing--it don't show my cleavage at all. And could my hair be any flatter? It's bad enough Chad smoked my last cigarette, even though I told him I was saving it for breakfast. Yeah, I'll stand here.

My agent is so getting a phone call.

Hey how come he gets a kimono?

I miss my puppy.

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