| The Pet Sax ( @ 2007-01-17 12:38:00 |
I am in dire need of a personal secretary-accountant. I need somebody to tell me what I should be doing within the hour, organize my meetings, bring me smokes and coffee and cola, give me massages, tell me how to live my life, demand how I should feel, punish me when I'm overreacting.
I am usually full of hormones and positive energy. But I don't know how long I can subsist as a neon sign. The future is spreading itself to me like osmosis, but the days are closing in on me like a disease.