Saturday, July 02, 2005

I have a confession to make.
I'm not really Allison, I'm just her clone.

The real Allison is going to classes, then to her job, then out with her friends. She's writing all sorts of awesome things, making money and having tons of fun. Her life is so busy and exciting, she created me to sit here at home, answer her emails, post in her blog and do her laundry. She doesn't really have time for stuff like that.

I'm just the clone, so I don't get fed as much. I don't have to sleep as much. I'm not as clever or cute. I don't get to go anywhere or interact with any people. What's the point? I'm the clone, so I'm not nearly as cool as the real Allison. She doesn't need me to do the fun things for her. Occasionally, if she has two dates in one night, she'll send me out with one of them. At least I get sex when that happens.

If I were the real Allison and not the clone, I'd be pretty bored. That's why I write in her blog about being bored. But I assure you, Allison is out there somewhere living her awesome life. I don't see her often, since she leaves the house very early and comes home very late. But next time she's here, I'll ask her what she's been up to.
posted at 1:21 PM |