Monday, October 10, 2005

The lady feels predatory...


...but has too much going on to go out chasing rock musicians, and I know I couldn't risk dropping a glass full of brandy on the floor in my presently irritating condition.

Excessive resting plus excessive deprivation of computer = pratting about on here.

Should be working out what to wear tomorrow. Have a meeting with my possible future boss... what impression should I give? Hmmmmm.

Could dress cute and fluffy and do the pigtails and big eyes thing and get looked after. Could do severe make-up, a sharp suit and some killer heels and do "don't f**k with me, I'll eat you alive, and probably take your job too". Perhaps the usual coquetteish thing I am so good at, twist him round my little finger and have everything I want at work til the end of time. Or I could just go kind of smart casual, regular day at work (not that there's any regular day for me, it's like characters in a play, "which one shall I be today?") Or perhaps - seeing as he's meant to be the super chilled out hip and trendy with-it new guy on the scene - I could go exceedingly modern rock chick and just confuse the hell out of him... but going in my usual sixties gear would achieve that too. "hello, I'm a bit eccentric, but you'll get used to it".

Choices, choices.