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(Re)Tired

Tired. Tired and bored. Bored and tired. Tred and bord. T-red and board. Red number 2 and 2 by 4. Red 2+2*4. Red 10.

I'm planning an expedition to go see Gattaca. Either of you innersted?

Kramerarts Entertainment proudly announces: The Wendy Dickens story! Yes, see the life of this daughter of the best-selling author, starting with her upbringing in a successful British home, passing through the time when she is sold to an orphanage, running away, wandering the streets of London, and eventually ending with her selling her body for crack money! It's a thrilling descent into the seamy underbelly of life.

Any resemblance to reality in any way is purely coincidental.

We could make it a drama: "I used to be at the top of the world. But look at me now! 'Ey, gov, wanna have a good time?"

We could make it a comedy: "I used to be at the top of the world. Now, I'm at the bottom, and it's great! I'm going to go have more wacky highjinks with my good-at-heart but sarcastic-on-the-outside prostitute friends! Ha ha! 'Ey, gov, wanna have a good time?"

We could make it a musical: "Misty water colored memories / Of the way we were / 'Ow you doin' there gov / Wanna have a good time?"

We could make it an action flick: "Well, Wendy, you're being hunted by the Mafia because you saw the District Attorney being killed. We've been running for days now. I say we fight back!" "'Ey, gov, you wanna have a good time?" "Oh, is it time for the love scene already?"

We could even make it into porn: " 'Ey, gov, wanna have a good time?" "Oh, yeah, baby."

*knock knock* "Who is it?" *whispering* "Who?" *more whispering* "Oh. Cheri! It's for you. It's the revolution, and it wants to start on its brutal reign of terror. Is it okay if they start it off by hideously murdering you, AJ, and Ditsoac?" "No." "Okay. She says no." *angry muttering* "Well, when Cheri says no, she means it. She's very strong-minded about these things." *muttering* "Well, I can't help it. Why don't you go next door? I'm sure they would love to be massacred to start off the revolution over there." *agreeable murmers* "I'll tell you what. I'll even buy some Girl Scout cookies from you, just to show my solidarity with The Cause."

Sigh.