Spotlight Confessions
moody people
Originally uploaded by comtefabu Yeah, so i lead a life of espionage, and that takes a few sacrifices. Not like i'm complaining, but when the boss man has me scouting Triads with a purse that has NOTHING to do with the rest of my dominant patterns I get a little nervous. Maybe it's common.
So i told him, i said, "Look bitch, I'm in a mood. I need cigarettes, coffee-preferably-latte, a new bag, a random bathroom encounter and time to think -- in that order. This is fucking ridi-"
I stormed out without even bothering to finish, just barged right through the front doors into the cafe across the street. It was when I realized how badly cross-dressed I was in public, and again without smokes to compensate, that I began to think about crawling back to the office.