| 001. Oh so bored |
[January 12; 09:29pm] |
How can I write a gossip column when there's no juicy gossip? January is always so boring. It's like people spend all of December lavishing in decadence and debauchery and, when January rolls around, they all decide to act like saints. A word of advice? What you did in December doesn't disappear that easily. In fact, I'll memorialise it in print if I found out. There's no reason torturing yourself with undue penance. After all, we're only human. Why act against human nature? I say relish in your debauchery. Run amok. But owl me first. On another note, I've lost my photographer again. If anyone has seen Artie, please send him back. I've tagged him with the address of the Prophet and a note to return if lost.
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