Wotevs
I just came back from
the theater with a friend - we were watching a series of short plays
about the recession. Most of them were absolutely excellent, apart from
one called "Anaphylactic". In it bees represented something or other
(dont remember or care what), and at one point during a really serious
scene, the girl getting kind-of raped screams to the audience "I can feel their
stings, engorging me, his prick too close, drinking the golden dew from
my fanny-fire!"
Luckily the friend was a reviewer for the British council so they
couldn't chuck us out when I started laughing, but really. "The delicious dew of my fanny
fire"? "I was wet" would have done just as well.Then at half
time the woman at the stall thought I was trying to steal an ice cream!
And earlier today I sat down on the floor outside Sainsburys to have a
cigarette and some woman asked if I was okay. Just over a week ago
someone chucked change at me when I was sitting in the same place.
Another friend (yeah, I have more than one, suck it) says now I've
grown my hair I look like a tramp. She might be right, but I made 15p
out of looking like a tramp, so fuck you fashion.