The Reluctant Housewife or Dorothy Parker Ate My Puppy

"When I got married, I said to my therapist, 'I want to do something creative.' He said, 'Why don't you have a baby?' I hope he's dead now." Joy Behar

Monday, September 19, 2005

Youth is a Marvell

Have been hearing a strange rumbling noise all week. At first, I though it was my stomach. Then the tube line under the house. But after much deliberation I've identified the cause. It's Time's Winged Chariot hot on my heels. It's a week until my 29th birthday and I'm terrified. Crow's feet, lines around the lips, saggy bottom, grey skin - it's all begun. Have been compusively chain smoking & moisturising, hoping they cancel each other out.