I have a wonderful friend, who I’ve never actually met, and given she likes her privacy, I probably never will, even if I make a request on my death bed, which hopefully I wont be doing after the neurologist visit on Tuesday. Regardless of what the news is, in truth, I’ll just be glad to know, and get on with whatever fate holds.
I know her real name, but to you, she’s Heather. No, as you can guess, thats not her real name, or first name, anyway. And no, she doesnt write enough stories in truth, because she’s brilliant when she gets around to it. This is one of them,
Yes, I know its long, but it pushes all my buttons, so I have to promote it. Fine, I’d prefer to be prepared as a Stepford Wife, in all those lovely dresses, instead of Prep style, but other than that…
Oh fine, its not hard to assume that Sabrina (Brie) is going to succumb in the end, but its quite a process to get there, and one I’d love used on me. I could do with a makeover at present in truth, my hair needs cutting, and colouring, my perm makeup being done has gone by the window this year (should have been renewed in spring) as I cant travel that far at present, nor have I got the money to pay for it, given it means travelling from Yorkshire, to Berkshire.
Could also genuinely add now that my brain could do with a makeover, and I’m sure Tiffany would love to set me up for one too, if she was real! And fine, I’d love it if she did!
So be a devil, go read the story. Just be careful to avoid the Prep makeover, unless you really want it? Oh, interesting fact, for all the stories that ‘Fembotheather’ has written, she’s never written a robot one!
The video, well you might have guess the play on words from the blog title, or maybe not?