Anna’s Adventures

I just passed a man in the hall who looked like he had been carved out of hair.

This is not an uncommon occurance.

A complete success.

We went in, grabbed my things and the wheely good sound system and left neatly. When it was pointed out that it was “not fair”, I just shut the fuck up. I resisted the urge to say “don’t you talk to me about fair”.

Trauma: averted.

My brain got bare-back mind fucked by anno control freak biotch. Arrrgh! Maybe I will be infected by her self-loathing neurosis?

 Someone tell me!

Update: My sis had a great idea…”stop eating”