| Current mood: |  complacent |
| Current music: | The Rolling Stones, "Let It Bleed" |
Her Personal Assistant, or, "I Havent Got Time to Bleed"
After work I drove my friend to the Citadel Mall to get a haircut so she could look even more like Posh Spice. While she was thus occupied, she asked me to try and find out where Kelly Rowland was appearing in town. While the clerk at the information desk looked up the Magic FM website on her PC, I discovered a coupon book which had a 20% off coupon for where my friend was even then having her hair done, as well as a coupon for a free makeover at Merle Norman and a free gift with purchase. While being made over, she asked me to check the Web on my cel phone and find out where there was a Merle Norman in Chicago. Once back at her place, she took a call from her assistant producer boyfriend, who was whining about the producers ordering him around and sending him to fetch coffee and the like.
"Jesus," she said after hanging up, "he won't last very long with me."
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