Highly caffeinated, slightly insane 40-something muses about a mish mosh of things that deal with living in L.A, attempting to age gracefully without plastic surgery, working in a cubicle, POLITICS, stupidity-by-choice, being a middle-aged college student, the entitlement issues of the L.A. wanna-be elite run amok... Oh, and I periodically channel hack noir novelists of the 40's.
One of the great things about living in L.A. is that the average length of a friendship is only 6 months. This makes it possible to adopt any persona, personality profile, profession or past that one may desire, and the people one meets will freely and willingly accept it....Until they do a background check.
Yes, ladies and gentleman, a photo (see next post down, please) has been provided for your pleasure and consideration. I think all the kids will be doing it soon. The Vinyl Comb-Over. I found this nifty item for sale on the Internet, or what I prefer to call it: "The World is My Shopping Mall." Okay, seriously think about this for a moment. Imagine a world where this hairstyle not only did not exist, but was illegal.
posted by frstlymil @ 9/10/2004 07:50:00 AM
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