Single and Sexy

Mar 08, 2006 01:29

Life is good. Surrounded by my true, loving and celebrity friends. Paris asked me just yesterday where i got my hand bag i always use to cart around my books for my high brow, prestigious, women's classes. I told her "Oh Parry," because thats what we call each other, we're that close, she calls me lisa, because thats only four letters long. So i says, "oh parry, a lady must always have her secrets". You know what my secret is? It's only 5 dollars, thrift store bargainyo, that hand bag that Parry H. ogles so much.
You know, a thought just crossed my mind. My CPBF is so pretty, she really is gorgeous, even though she was raised in the north and pees her pants when she's scared, and is incredibly rude and vulgar. I'd still tap that if she wasn't straight. I hope she stays my friend forever.
So the president of the CDC keeps asking me to come on over, and i keep telling him no because i have so much work to do, what with the pulitzer coming up, and that trip to Sweden for the Nobel. I wish i could help them out with my knack at curing ailments, but i'm just so darn hard to get away.
Also it doesn't help that i have to change my number. I think that all the eligible, six figure salary men of atlanta must hack into eachothers black berries because they just won't stop calling me.
Sometimes it's hard being me. But not when i have agnes behind me. Maggie is kind of drunk, not on campus ofcourse.
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