Wednesday, February 16, 2005
LOVE AT WORK
There is a certain special girl at my job. She has bad skin, but a cute nose and a cute coat. I make adorable sculptures for her and leave them on her seat. It is a secret and I want it to stay that way. The sculptures are all made from office supplies. I try to fashion outfits in miniature for her. She is always bragging about how much money she spends on clothes. This way she can have the coveted outfits without losing her shirt so to speak. Last week I made her a little ruffled bag. Is it a bad sign that she throws them away? I figure she is commenting on post modern art. I will not give up. I want to stroke her head and cut her hair for her.