What's love got to do with it?
biche / beesh / n ~ female deer. used as a street chat-up line in the "hello gorgeous" sense. - Biche by Stephanie Theobald
Felt rather mortified during my escapade to the mall. Shall describe scenario - me walking in cut-off jeans and purple flip-flops with gawdy purple orchids attached while carrying a packet of raw salmon which I picked up at the supermarket. And darling April with her flavour of the week walking pass me in hazardously-high stilettos. First, let it be known that I don't hate anyone and that I find it extremely hard to dislike people. April, however, is a whole different story. I could go into details but really, I couldn't be bothered. A sprinkle of carefully chosen nouns and adjectives will do just fine. Bitch. Dumped friend. Two-faced. Slut. Literally. Enough said.
Anyway, I picked up the book I've wanted for some time. Its catchy title, Biche and funky front cover caught my eye. They say never judge a book by its cover but how else then to randomly choose one? Anyhow, I've read the first quarter of the book and its hilarity has a lot to do with sex. It's bitchy and it's crude. I like it.
Midnight discovery: You know what I f'ing hate? The tiny, red ants that are swarming my computer desk. What the hell are they doing here?!
Felt rather mortified during my escapade to the mall. Shall describe scenario - me walking in cut-off jeans and purple flip-flops with gawdy purple orchids attached while carrying a packet of raw salmon which I picked up at the supermarket. And darling April with her flavour of the week walking pass me in hazardously-high stilettos. First, let it be known that I don't hate anyone and that I find it extremely hard to dislike people. April, however, is a whole different story. I could go into details but really, I couldn't be bothered. A sprinkle of carefully chosen nouns and adjectives will do just fine. Bitch. Dumped friend. Two-faced. Slut. Literally. Enough said.
Anyway, I picked up the book I've wanted for some time. Its catchy title, Biche and funky front cover caught my eye. They say never judge a book by its cover but how else then to randomly choose one? Anyhow, I've read the first quarter of the book and its hilarity has a lot to do with sex. It's bitchy and it's crude. I like it.
Midnight discovery: You know what I f'ing hate? The tiny, red ants that are swarming my computer desk. What the hell are they doing here?!