Thursday, September 22, 2005

"Jesus, this town."-a line from the film Shampoo

I don't know about anyone else, but I can't get arrested in this town: Minneapolis. I'm just back here from years in Chi.
Pulled over, repeatedly, but...
These Nordic men, that I cut my teeth on , it seems that if I haven't been to school or bed or both w/them, they do not wanna know you. Converfuckingsation? WTF is that? A decent cocktail? Where can I find one?? I want to throw a dinner party...uh everyone leaves for "up north" every Friday by 3 p.m. Who do I have to fuck to get a waffle around here?
I can't find a corporate job, so I'm freelancing like a sad little pony on carnival day...that's another major blog for another day. Hilarrr. You want how much $$$?!
I don't dare compare this place to Chicago, no one will talk to me for the rest of the night.
I guess I digging being the only brunette Italian Irish princess in the icy northland. I think I need a sable to make it through this winter...not so much.

2 Comments:

Blogger copyranter said...

re: sable

would that be the fur or the car...or the actually cute little marten pre-skinning?

http://www.sable-pro.net/Sable.gif

a winter in Minn, GOD THAT SUCKS.

7:27 AM  
Blogger ohoney said...

The car,
Cr,
the car.
the plane,
the plane...
I could never afford a sable coat, or the guilt that comes w/it; I just dress mannequins in that shit.
Have a fab wkend,

ohoney7

12:44 PM  

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