PANIC!!!!
OH SWEET PANIC!!!!!!!!!!
I think I need a pill. No...scratch that..I need a drink. Maybe both. Double the help. NOW.
This is catastrophic. A full-on disaster. Leata, Gurrrlll.... breathe. Maybe…just maybe…no one’s noticed. Maybe the neighbors all have night blindness. Yes, that must be it. Totally plausible. (Mental note: ask Dr. Serena about the full scope of this “infliction”…strictly educational, of course.)
You may recall the tragic discovery: my bedroom blinds are basically invisible at night. Cue accidental nightly strip shows…starring moi…until the horror sank in. I moved the performances elsewhere…problem solved, right?
WRONG. My BED…my sanctuary…my private little universe…is now front and center in front of the HUGE window. Which means…oh universe, help me…I’ve been putting on shows without meaning to. Unwittingly, accidentally, with just a dash of charm.
And the worst part? The storm earlier—yeah, that’s why I’m…well…let’s just say the dampness isn’t just from fear. Hehe. Nature conspiring, I swear.
I suppose I can take solace that my “career” is currently on hiatus. Nothing scheduled. For now.
Ugh…WHERE IS MY DRINK?! WHERE ARE THE CURTAINS?! SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM MY OWN BEDROOM!!!!!
If anyone needs me, I’ll be wandering the home decor section, half mortified, half amused, and fully aware that my bedroom may have a mind of its own.
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