Monday, November 8, 2010

former life

In a former life I lived within the lap of luxury. Servants were at my beck and call, and to be honest, I overused them. When my tea was room temperature I demanded a newly steaming cup, when I had worn my clothing for more than an hour I demanded a completely new outfit and I refused to wear any bra or a pair of underwear more than once, cuz while I’m being honest, let me be honest about this, after washing any bra or pair of panties more than once, the elastic just isn’t the same. And of course, one must not forget that when taking my evening bath, the water had to be changed anew as soon as the bubbles no longer covered my gleaming bronze skin and my robes of silk needed to be replenished lest any trace of a water stain be seen. So all in all, in a former life I was a neurotic bitch who demanded excellence from everyone and everything around her.

And so that is why I am the way that I am today, obviously, this is the better choice.