Like I was telling my pal Jen on Sunday I sometimes listen to music and go away for a bit. Like while working wood outside on Sunday I had a disco party in the back yard. I was pin thin and in a velvet catsuit in my mind. I shook it for America across the brown leaves. It was awesome.
Then Blaise and me went to a party and it was perfect because I was able to play my secret obsession to him (he’s like me- very eclectic music taste). I love Rihanna. There I said it. I love her voice and her hair and her hot bod. I love her and when I listen to her I go to a club where the circle parts across an ancient parquet floor and I dance with moves that would scare Justin Timberlake.