i’m re-reading the robber bride i first read it a thousand years ago before i knew anything about toronto and spinster insecure jealous toronto wives and the annex but now i live here and basically the annex should be called the robber bride.
we drove past a paper store in oakville that specialises in stamps and envelopes and fancy paper and i said this should just be called the NEVER GOING TO GET A HUSBAND STORE.
when i lived in maine i had a paper and envelopes and writing letters obsession i was basically margaret atwood except with stupid flippy hair. it’s sad to write letters to people when you are living in the middle of nowhere like everything i wrote was on this expensive paper and i covered everything in stickers and doodles basically i had way too much time on my hands. i should have just blogged more. if you got a letter from me back then scan it andrea i know i sent you one. black out anything that might be incriminating.
i wrote that three page vice ruined my life letter/article when i lived in maine and they published it along with the tit picture i sent that i did not want them to print i only sent it cos i was being manipulative so the first coolest thing i had in print i couldn’t even brag about to my parents cos of that tit picture and then in the following issue someone said they liked my letter and they (gavin) said they thought it was boring and i was a slut.
anyway, if you ever need to catch up on some correspondence, move somewhere remote for three months during the winter and drink martinis everyday.
oh i decided last nite that i am going to let my eyebrows grow in like caterpillars i think people will take me more seriously in the right way if i have bushy eyebrows they will be forced into thinking i am extremely profound like sean connery in finding forrester don’t be jealous cos i thought of it first you can be sean connery in something else.
